Ballad Of The Left Behind Wife Poem by Jenna Dandurand

i sit in the moonlight,
i think of my past.
all the things he said,
it won't make me last.

i'm dying inside
without him here.
i'm losing the memories
i hold so dear.

people can call me
a poor lost soul.
i won't disagree;
love takes its toll.

how could he leave me
for such a cruel place?
there are others like me,
but this is one case.

he left me
for the war.
he left his love
for nothing more.

he's gone forever,
he won't come back.
stronger men than him
have been thrown in the sack.

as i sit here
the bad news comes.
my hero is dead
with the bang of the guns.

i never even said goodbye,
anger's too deep.
love can't make it,
i know this as i weep.

no one is here now,
no one's next to me.
i'm alone and empty
as far as i can see.

but as i look,
all is not lost.
i'm still alive
no matter the cost.

and one day
maybe i'll forget
my sadness, that love
and all the pain that i've met.

even now as i stand,
strong and defined,
someone is waiting for me
and it will be him i will find.

all is not lost.
i'm not hurt outside.
i will not give up;
the pain i can hide.

stand strong, be there,
it's just in the past.
because he is gone
doesn't mean i won't last.

he was just one love
out of the many out here.
and one day
i'll search for one out there.

mourning i'll do,
but one day i'll be strong.
i won't betray him,
i've got to move along.