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Nov 2014
The sun beating down
Makes the sweat pour like rain.
The snow on the ground
Makes the skin freeze to ice.

You are there.
I am here.

We talk and chat across the land.
Yet all I want is to hold your hand.
To hold you close to my heart.
So nothing will again set us apart.

One day I'll come home in serenity.
Just to hold you for all of eternity.

But then there may come a day
Where I can't make it back your way.
I want you to try and move on
Knowing I'm forever yours alone.

Before a mission, I write this now.
When I'm done I say ado with a bow.
I grab my weapon and begin to walk.
Hoping above all that again we'll talk.

Until next comes that time
I'll say goodbye, speechless like a mime.
Written by
P F Rutledge  Texas
(Texas)   
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