HER LOVER AT WAR

So many words been written and told 
she sat beneath the shadows of her 
as she watches the lights and beauty of missing 
its Christmas once again
her lover is at war 
her heart 
her soul 
as the same words appears
to her daily routine
a love so missed 
today is the eve of giving Christmas 
the colours blue red 
the color purple green 
the presents under the tree 
missing him ....a tear drop fell again
no kisses beneath the hanging.... mistletoe

the chill of the night
the fire place stills
the pause of thoughts
the eggnog and an empty glass a picture of him a frame 
the music 
i be home for christmas ...made another tear drop fall 
missing missing to the piano 
the fingers on black and white ...continues 

when will the war ends
merry christmas to all again with God