She writes to him often
Sometimes twice each day
Their growing love
Gives her many things to say.
But suddenly a look of distress
Crosses her beautiful face
She's realizing the war is spreading
He might be in some dangerous place.
She presses down on her pen
Pushing her worries back in her mind
With pleasant moments of them together
Knowing memories is all she has
Until some glorius future time.
She smiles_Her letter is done...