Setting down his Notebook,
With the letter to his Wife,
The soldier glanced to the sparkling lake,
Reflecting the Stars and Moon.
As the zephyrs blew,
The soldier wept,
A single tear,
For the days he was away.
His Sleepless Halloween, now over and done,
Has left him bearing an empty smile,
A Barren mind,
And a Violent fist-
His fearless soul soon facing his last Respite.
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