Goodbye
When he got the news that June
All he could think was this is too soon
He had his bags packed
He was leaving for Iraq
For those who cared
They were all there
He stood there saying goodbye
To his loving new wife
By the end of each day in Iraq
His face had become all black
He wished he could be at home
With his wife who was all alone
Each night she prayed to the lord
‘Till she got a knock at the door
When the man spoke
In an instant her heart broke
He was buried later that year
Each day she shed a tear
Then she said goodbye
And Took her own life
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