"I left our family weeks ago for battle-stricken lands..."
I rested the navy kepi on my head,
And Sarah cried at the sight of me.
Our boys didn't understand,
And it broke my heart
To see their smiles.
The once saccharine Sarah
Now bawling at my side,
As I stepped out the door for what could be the last time.
Growing up with no father, made me fear for the future,
And I dread this makes my children dance that waltz.
I too dreaded to stay,
But the country was divorcing,
And I lusted to see more
Than the life I had lived so far.
Then I, with my
Neighbors,
Friends,
Those just around the block,
Marched down South,
Following the same star,
To meet our ends.
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Steadfast
Historical FictionA collection of poems that tell the story through song lyrics and real civil war letters of a soldier just trying to survive. Song: "Dearest Sarah" by Goodnight, Texas
