A time long ago my heart was miserably in need of you,

I truly pined in my heart as we Texans are often opt to do,

My heart had been deeded yours so it sought what was gone,

A perplexity of magnitude for a heart longing of the forgone,

As the breeze moves the large pines I too am moved in my mind,

I close my eyes to find Texas in my heart and the girl I left behind,

In Texas it is common to watch wind dance with lumbering pines,

Soft Panhandle breezes whisper your name as hard wind declines,

I’ve heard the whistle of Cowboys passed on as you walked by,

So many sounds orchestrated across the plains under our sky,

Today I recall the days of recall and loneliness so intense I’d cry,

Stricken with fear my first week of combat was hard I won’t deny,

And I struggled, I struggled with fear and finding courage to react,

I struggled to remember everything you as I questioned it an act,

Did you show love or a fascination to have the flirtatious boy at last,

I trembled in fear that you owned my heart and forgot me too fast,

I had orders with leave to return to you before my arduous task,

For what I was trained is nothing to celebrate if you should ask,

Had, you moved on with no trace or imprint of me upon your heart,

At month five as Christmas drew near I was truthfully falling apart,

Typed beginnings of letters unsent were letters of forlorn sadness,

Piled around a trash basket everything here and within me a mess,

Letters of unsent repent is a position I never dreamed to ever be in,

I’m typing letters begging to hear from you and to exist as a friend,

Tears escape my eyes and the pain of heartbreak is throttling breath,

How I feared I had lost you before the words locking us until death,

Unknown to you I had made the vow to love you forever from a kiss,

I felt I stood upon the cliff’s edge but a heartbeat and word from bliss,

I have suffered defeat at our enemies hands as well as total humiliation,

Returned home empty of your love and totally rejected by our nation,

I have endured for you from one end of the earth to another far away,

Each due, man or soldier has known for centuries, I have had to pay,

And in my final chapter I have found more fear and question than before,

Is the equity of my heart in yours of worth or am I truly rust and no more,

What time is left may be but a day unless my will to fight on remains,

Today may be the script of final word if measured by recent new pains,

In absence I have wept in review of my past sins against all I have known,

Truly I love life and mankind, yet I feed of pain, unmeasurable pain I own,

As I stand please watch, as I walk please watch, anguish has come again,

Morning has forgot to bring my new beginning yet for you I will again, begin.

The end, by Pat to Patti