A Soldier's Wife Poem by Mimie Durand

I bless each waking hour
we have you in our sight
knowing you’ll be leaving soon
I'm sad this final night.

You’ll be gone forever it seems
to war and all its terror
our child is only four month’s old
to me it seems unfair.

You’ll leave when we are sleeping
your bags you will have packed
no more kisses or loving touch
I pray you’ll be coming back.

You gave us such love and joy
I love you with all my soul,
I know I’m a soldier’s wife
but it was torture to let you go.