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Tell them I loved you

All Along

Though I couldn't bare  

the wait and what-if's of being alone.

As  every letter started

"Dear John"

365 poems so the love stayed strong;

but as time moved on

the lone canary sang it's song

the war tide echoed a battle cry, 

one last plea to come home.

I've seen third world

and I've felt the blues

and every day you were off at war 

I thought of you.

I know it takes a man

to do what you do,

I know it makes a man

change his ways out of the blue,

I know it breaks a man 

when all that's left is you.

Fragile as a bomb 

time moved on

every lesson, every blessing

every memory we lived seperately

cherished so heavily-

as so softly on new territory we tread,

more like a lover than a best friend,

within the covers of each book

lives the words left unsaid:

Veritas aequitas until the very end