In the quiet room, she reaches for the past,

Opening old dusty letters.

Fingers trembling softly, each word starts to ache,

A love that won’t fade, the bond they can't shake.

A tear falls down, as she turns to the start,

These letters tell stories of a love in her heart.

My granddad’s letters

Dear Else, its December 22, Christmas soon.

We have come quite far now, tomorrow we’ll see.

No direct resistance,

I think of you every second, you always in my thoughts.

It’s Christmas soon I hug you when I dream.

I miss you so much, it hurts,

Counting every second, it feels like a curse.

You are my forever, love you pearl.

Love is forever, remember my girl.

I love you.

In the muddy trenches, we barely get by,

Shots and granates, the pain, I must not die.

Hundreds die every day, so much destruction,

Thanking God you’re safe, in this dark interruption.

I miss you so much, it hurts,

Counting every second, it feels like a curse.

You are my forever, love you pearl.

Love is forever, remember my girl.

I love you.

What is the point of this war, will it end?

Waking up not knowing, just me and my pen.

Thinking of you, it keeps me alive,

In this hopeless place, you’re the reason I i survive.

I miss you so much, it hurts,

Counting every second, it feels like a curse.

You are my forever, love you pearl.

Love is forever, remember my girl.

I love you.

A tear falls down, the last letter in hand,

He died on Christmas, in the mud.

oh, I understand.

Love is forever, through the darkest moments.

Oh oh grandpa I know you see us all on Christmas.

So many generations of family, al thanks to you.

We meet in heaven, not yet I must live my life first.

Until then Merry Christmas,