My mother married a soldier.
Their love lasted,and
even now,42 years after his passing,
she loves my dad.
A tribute to their love.
He was a soldier,with eyes of blue,
She was the young girl,he wrote to,
Sometime in 1943,
He asked,will you marry me.
He always loved her,this I knew,
Their love made it though world war two,
He was a soldier with eyes of blue,
She was the young girl he wrote too
Their love made it though,
world war two.
His smile caught her heart,
Even though they were countries apart,
He was a soldier with eyes of blue,
She was the young brown eyed girl he wrote to.