Coming back to the old village
my head is spinning, I'm in love
I'm missing her love a lot
She's my first just for love
Still wearing my military white shirt
My military hairdo still beautiful
we painted the small town red
with pictures of love reliving the letters
Her letters in a foreign land
kept me alive with hopes
Hopes of seeing her again my joy
Love letters are all we need after combat
Love is mysterious
it gave me hope and courage
while busy dodging bullets
Love gave me a vision of harmony
Love gave the reasons for war
We taking out the bad apples
for ours to enjoy the fruits of freedom
So first things first, I have to thank her
Her love is the reason I'm still alive, now we painting the town red
she deserves it, I've got to let it show
I've missed her during my absence
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© lun180
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LOVE AND WAR
PoetryOnce a soldier always a soldier but this is not all about war and soldiers it's also about life and love. What I think, what I see, what I hear I write down. Sometimes my dreams are included here. Read and it will make you forget about war _
