I know that miles and distance, Do not matter; But who is going to explain it to the heart? He was soldier, And she was his other half. All she did was walk down the aisle that day, Not knowing Guns was his forte. Fake was her life, But her smile shone bright. Her tears forbidden within her fright. She longed for his arms His heartbeat, His letters gave her warm deceit. All she did was walk down the aisle that day, Not knowing that her heart would be torn away.
sailing along these cumbersome waves with scorching rays upon our heads paddling against the winds of time so i will sing as bell the chime riding towards our yon of passion poesy to the cliffs and peaks of infinite glory
Soldiers are soldiers today or long ago So many not given the choice, they had to go Stories told like it was yesterday You could see the pain in their eyes Til this day some still cry Battles fought in
Dear Barbara I have attempted to shield you from uncaring and mean spirited people, thinking that I was helping you. I have tried to coral and box you in, caution and counsel you, thinking that I was helping you. I