In His Pocket

The wind blows softly in her hair
She shudders and grows cold from its touch
Her mind recalls a moment of a love gone awry
He was tall and handsome, the two;  a pair
Sexy and fun, she loved him so much
Then one day, he was gone not even a good bye
She moved on, day by day waiting for her love
She prayed for his safety and for him to return back to her
Time flew by and she never heard from  him again
Surely it must have been a sign from above?
He loved her, didn't he? She constantly would wonder
She grew older and stayed alone without children or a man
For she had no faith or desire in finding another love
She would never know that he had died and laid six feet under
Off to war to fight in an Army battle, in his pocket wrapped a pretty gold wedding band.