The ink had faded over the years
A telegraph written long ago
The paper was stained with her tears
The uniform had disguised his fears
Anxious yet sad, he’ll dutifully fight
The ink had faded over the years
A promise to recite his prayers
A final embrace before going away
The paper was stained with her tears
He missed the parade with all the cheers
A father, a son, a brother returned
The ink had faded over the years
No meeting friends to drink a few beers
No tender moments while being alone
The paper was stained with her tears
Without hesitation, with hidden fears
Serving his country, forsaking his life
The ink had faded over the years
The paper was stained with her tears
By, Randee Saber 3/10/07
