and the letters came from an army camp, in California, then Vietnam, He wrote how in his heart he might feel love, and all the things he was so scared of; He said when its gettin kinda rough over here, i think of that day sitting down by the pier, and i close my eyes and i see your pretty smile. Dont worry but i wont be able to write for a while... ..I cried, im never gonna hold the hand of another guy, too young for him they told her, waiting for the love of a travelling soldier; our love will never end, waiting for the soldier to come back again, never more to be alone, when the letter said, her soldiers comin home..
Posted on: Tue, 28 Jan 2014 09:45:20 +0000
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