Just a small poem I wrote while bored in politics, tell me what you guys think
A Soldier's Promise
Once, there were two,
Lovers, mind you,
Whose bond was strong,
Like notes in a song.
He was a fighter,
And she was a writer,
Two opposites in the world,
And together they twirled
In dance, in grace,
In life's true embrace.
One day he left
With her heart in theft,
Straight off to war,
Leaving her sore.
He had left but a note,
Something sweet that he wrote.
It spoke of his return,
For which she'd yearn.
For seven days he was gone,
And on day's seventh dawn,
Here came back to her side,
To make her his bride.
His words were true,
Even through and through
All he had seen,
And all he had been.
The notes became numerous,
It was in fact humourous
Since he'd be back each leave,
His wounds in a weave
Of scars on his soul,
Which, yes, took their toll.
At last, this note,
It was different, I quote,
And hasty at best,
But just like the rest,
He'd be back after war,
And walk through the front door.
It had been days since she heard
So much as a word
From her darling out east,
Overseas to say the least.
Ten knocks of wood,
A man in tears as he stood,
Not the man she knew,
But a man dressed in blue.
He gave her a note,
From inside his coat.
There as she read,
Out loud, she had said:
"To my dearest loved lady,
I'm sorry to send Brady,
The messenger of this news,
To give your heart these slews.
I have passed on in a field,
And in my jacket, revealed,
This note you read now,
Violating our vow.
Once, I had tested you,
If you could live right through,
Being without me for a week.
It is failure you seek,
Instead success you were granted,
As my soul lay here, planted.
I know now you can due,
Living without me with you,
So as this bullet lay in me,
I only hope you can see,
I love you a lot,
And for you, I fought."
- Dan




































