I had a man long before the war,
Now I sit crying on the floor.
And yes, we still talk every day,
But the internet is not the best way.
The worst part about him being gone,
Is when I need to talk he isn't on.
See, at night you hug and kiss your man,
I can only say goodnight through a webcam.
You complain you're with your kids every day and that's not fair,
My man can only see his kids grow through photo share.
While most of you count down 'til deer season,
I'm counting down 'til Iraqi freedom.
You hate when your man wakes you up,
My alarm goes off at 3 AM 'cause that's when mine gets his lunch.
You say your man is always in your face,
Oh, how I long for that warm embrace.
When I go out I'm always alone,
God, I can't wait for him to come home.
When he does come home it's never for too long,
But that's the price you pay when you're army strong.
You say it can't be that hard, you could do it with ease,
Go ahead and try, try to love an M.P.
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PoetryA compilation of the world's best poetry, all written in black and white, served best chilled. Sad love poems to make you realize the one thing you've been missing, and when you thought you just had about everything else, the only way you're going n...