A Soldier’s Prayer: For My Dearest Valentine

Comments (0) Issue 4, Poetry, Writing

Julia Martyn

Pretend there is a movie,
And in that movie,
We are the stars,
And we fall in love,
We are separated-----
There are many troubles
perhaps the world
is on the brink of war,
but we struggle on,
for months or even years.
At last the struggle ends.
The music starts.
I am in your arms,
The rain stops, a train leaves,
And we kiss.
After the busy crowd moves by.
In all the confusion,
of worlds gone wrong,
The noise and destruction
of push- come- to- shove,
I hold in my heart
like prayer, like a song.
The one certain truth I believe in-
your love

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