When the war is past and gone
And I have won your heart,
Look not 'pon things i'd done
For from them I had part,
When I saw that twinkle in your eyes
Shinning for me and no one else
Amid soundless screams of ayes
By my heart's quickened pulse,
Rather look at what I am now,
The man your love turned into-
That cannot taint a vow,
One you can always run to,
In all your times of despair,
For hope, faith and repair
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An emotion packed poem, a great write.