Letter From war I
To my wife Lucy,
Forget me not oh beauty,
in the days that i have duty,
please I pray thee,
don’t forget me Lucy;
The fragrance of you,
tho fading away,
I cling to your memory
In every possible way;
I am at war,
and I save every breath in my soul
for when i return;
To your cozy-gentle caress,
where i belong.
