A Letter From Me To You

Bronwyn_morrison • 35 followers

I wrote a letter to express my love,
Ill care for you dearly even if I am doing so from above,
I wrote these words in hope you'd never read them,
But what did we expect when I entered this battle field of utter mayhem.

I made a choice,
And now that I'm gone you can rejoice,
For my death was not made in vain,
I done this so you could live you life free from pain.

I understand why you will be angry with me,
I left you alone and afraid-but please hear my plea,
Although I may have been forced to depart,
You'll always have a special place in my heart,
So go and live a full and happy life,
I want nothing but the best for you-my loving wife.

#death #general #grief #loss #love-letter #military-sacrifice

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