As I watch her dress up..
After all my son, her husband, a soldier was returning..
A newly wed wife's dreams were in making..
I've lived long enough I think..
As we sit awaiting his return..
Day turns into night..
That's when we are told..
He would return home..
But in the box we never wished to see him in..
That's the story of our life now..
A newly wed girl who's dreams were in making are all dead now..
Just like my son..