No more calls
No more letters
You promised this would end better.
No more wines,
No more beers,
Your absence confirms my fears.
No more toothpaste on the sink
No more dirty boxers on the floor
You're gone, forever more.
A note and a folded flag
I shook and to the floor I sagged
As they handed me your dog tags.
In your army uniform
Six foot deep
In a soldier's peace you sleep.
Your wife now a widow
Carrying your unborn child
I hope she'll be like you; tender yet wild.