Loves Last Letter Poem by David Wood

Her letter left slightly open on his bed
He went out on patrol and now he is dead
Young life ebbed when he stepped on an IED
Letter left unread.

Held to his nose he recognised her perfume
Remembered the first time she walked into the room.
A young life once lived, once loved, so full of life,
Soon to have a wife.

Oh, what such bright future, two hearts twined as one.
Their six week old baby, new life, perfect son
He has not yet seen, not even held in his arms,
New widow with child.

Only now he lay dead on the hard cold ground.
Life ended early without whimper or sound.
The pain of his passing about to engulf
All those who love him.