The Oaths We Take

He raises his right hand,

Her left bears his ring,

His oath - protect this land,

Hers - patient loving.

He trains through the day,

She tends to their house,

He's often gone away,

She misses her spouse.

He fights in foreign lands,

She prays for his life,

He dies amongst the sands,

She's a dead man's wife.

Home he comes, in a box,

Despite all she prayed,

A flag draped across,

To rest, he is laid.

The oath in his soul,

The ring on her finger,

They both took their toll, 

Forever they'll linger.