She'Ll Wait
Within her hands
she carried
a single red rose,
a gift from someone
so long ago.
The petals
have faded in color
but with some care
and craftsmanship
were able to stay
on the stem
and remain for view.
It had lost its scent,
but yet she breathed in,
smiling as often
as she possibly could.
It had been a year
since she received
his letter,
but yet she walks
carrying his rose;
her dream.
She can feel
her soldier
will one day return,
until then
this rose
is her reminder
of their love.
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