No Letter In The Mail Box, Again Today by ShyHeart

The kids ask, where is Daddy, does he still, love us Mom?
Daddy has been gone for so long, my bike is broke
And, Timmy hid my shoes, Mom, when is Daddy coming home?

I close the screen door and turn to our children, as they ask about you
I say, Daddy is busy, he is busy helping a county to be free
Sara asks? so, how long will that take, my bike is broke & Daddy
Use to fix it, and Mom, ask Timmy, where he hid my shoes

I smile and hold them both, as I would hold you & ask myself
When are you coming home. Then, I let go and the kids fly out the door
I have clothes to wash and furniture to dust, see a picture, of you and me
I start to cry, go out the back door, hang clothes on the line, you made for me

I feel the sunshine and the summer breeze as I reach for, your favorite
Pair of jeans, holes in the knees and worn so long, they are gray, You
Always, loved your blue jeans, to be worn and soft, as I, have become
I always wash and hang your blue jeans, they are special to me

Something I know, you wore and loved and silly, your blue jeans are part of me
When I hold them in my hands, I bend my head down and cry in the sunshine
I feel to weak, can;t seem to think or say a word, I wash them every week
Then again, I hear, Sara about her bike and Timmy and her shoes

When, is Daddy, coming home, my bike is broke & Timmy hid my shoes.

Finally, a letter in the mail-box, Hey Hids I cry, Daddy is coming home
Then my tears, cry unlike before as I read the words from his best friend
I knew your husband, he died three weeks ago, saving me and others
I know, my news will get to you, before our government does, so sorry

Soon you will hear, your husband won the Navy Cross, a big deal for us guys
Yet, I know, it won't fix a broken bike or find hidden shoes, but, this I can say
His blood helped to set a country free, he did all he could, as his friend, he asked
Me to mail this letter home, if, anything happened to him, he loved you, all so.

Wish There Was No Letter In The Mail Box Today

Terrie* (69.19.206.192) -- Friday, July 1 2005, 06:16 am

one of many letter's of love, that shedd blood
Martin Darlin',this is a sad write, you have felt what it feels like to lose someone you love through the feelings i have shared with you,you have felt what it feels like not havin' someone there, you have felt the empty gut feelin' when your told of your loss, you have felt what it feels like knowin' that the one you love is never comin' home , i cain tell you have felt it all through me.... that is why i am so honored ,greatful and thankful to God for my blessin', that you ar a part of my life and i have your love and embrace..i am so thankful to God that you came back from the battlegrounds alive.(((hugs)))

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