I remember the day when you went away,

Your bags packed, you’ve grown so fast, on your way.

A choice has been made, i’ll stand by your side,

What you believe in your heart is the way you must fight.

Far away the war has not stopped,

I’ll leave the light on until you come home.

I’ve written these letters for fifty years now,

Missing in action is what was said to me about you.

You’re still my love, what has become of you,?

My life is less as you have not come back.

I’ve held on to hope, a prayer every night,

After fifty years the reality of not seeing you hides from my mind.

I’ll leave the light on as i have since the day you drove away,

I’ll leave the light on until my last day.

Keith Garrett