There is a song in the air of God and Country
Of star spangled flags flown high up above
The medal he wears is one that he shares
The Good Soldier's Wife in all of her love
They say the breath of a poem is breathed from a book
The pages I read of her are one prose with a look
She breathes one simple verse in complex sweet rhyme
The sonnet of her sings for me all of the time
She is my sugar and spice she is my naughty and nice
In the dreams that I sleep in dreams that I keep
I can not think once I can not think twice
She is my earth angel in siren song deep
The mothering hearth home schooled burning bright
Fires from her heart and fierce in her love
It sweeps through the soul like a thief in the night
The Good Soldier's Wife is all I think of
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