Satin Tears

She lies in her bed night after night

While crying her satin tears

Her satin pillows, her only comfort

Her husband's been gone for years

He went away to fight in a war

In a far and distant land

He didn't come home like he promised he would

For he died alone in the sand

People would say, "It gets better in time"

But her wounds grow deeper each day

Her scars from a war she didn't even fight

Simply, just won't go away

Those satin pillows retain his smell

But each day his scent grows weak

She holds the pillow close to her heart

As she nestles it with her cheek

She talks to the pillow from time to time

It mostly calms her fears

She cries herself to sleep each night

In a puddle of satin tears

Reviews

[Emerald Seas]

Excellent! Those long separations are hell (yes, I know.... In it now) but to never have a spouse return is devastating to military spouses. You lose not only your partner for life, but a community, family, support that eventually fades away as you must move on outside of that intimate circle. Truly difficult. You've written well of those lonely evenings - lost in sorrow.

[Whiskurz]

Thank you my friend.....Whisk

[Michael G.]

Lovely whisk... lovely.

[Whiskurz]

Michael, Thank you my friend....Whisk

[Michael G.]

Whenever I feel the need for calm sanity... and to clean the cobwebs out some, I read your work, my friend.

[Whiskurz]

You are always too kind my friend....Whisk

[rnuff]

Very well written sad write.
love the rhyme scheme.

[Whiskurz]

Thanks Kim.....Whisk