If you go away on a Summer day…
Dear Julie told me on a warm August day.
I am here waiting in Michigan for you.
A Michigan gal is waiting for you.
You love your wars, you love to travel and
do you love me? If you go away, will you remember me?
I told her as we danced by the river,
you are my first memory and you are my last thought.
I love you so.
Her coffee eyes dug into my eyes and she asked me.
If you love me, please don’t die. War can steal the best from us.
I told her. The good die young. I will live forever.
She kissed me once and she kissed me a hundred times.
She whispered. You are sweet and kind Johnnie.
You made me feel beautiful, you made me feel so happy.
Please return to me.
I loved the wars more than love and I wrote to dear Julie.
I will be home soon and I am different.
I have seen terrible thing and I have done terrible things.
Can you still love me?
Julie wrote back. Dear Johnnie. I am waiting for you.
I will make you okay. I am a nurse at V.A. Hospital now in Chicago.
I know what soldiers must do. Please come to me.
I want us to remember we held love so close once
and I remember us. Please come home to me.
I found Julie on a Summer day. She held me like a child.
She whispered. No more war dear Johnnie. I love you so.
Coyote