Do not grieve for me my sweet,
Stay safe and warm your abode.
Taste the good and bittersweet,
Soon I take the homeward road.
I will see you in the spring,
When cherry blossoms line the path.
Wrapping us in beauties cling
And radiance of the aftermath.
Let your mind a moment play
O'er these written words I write,
And they will warm you in a way,
That only words of love can light
It's what I do to keep me sane,
To help me wait the morrow.
I often dream where we have lain,
To lift the weight of sorrow.
Soon my arms will form an arc,
Caressing you with finger tips
Peel away the lonely dark,
Kiss the solid of your lips.
I can not wait the coming goal,
To hold the other half my soul.