She's lost in thought of another
listening to the exuberant roars of thunder
He has gone away never to return
The days are lost in a billow of sorrow
The tears shed upon this lace pillow
The thoughts of one day seeing him again
So many years he had been away
Hoping to return one day
But instead there was an M-16
waiting for him while he dreamt
No one expected this
the sorrow of a lost cadet
their honor of the greatest warrior
gone amiss beneath the shadows
and till one day she shall wait
and see her beloved courter again
