Sarah, Dear

Sarah, Dear
He wrote to her about the awful war,
About his life in all the years before
The moments they’d been sharing for so long
Little did they know he’d soon be gone

He wrote, “Sarah dear don’t mourn me if I die
Please don’t let the children see you cry
Watch our sons grow up to be good men
And then in faith, someday we’ll meet again”

He said “You’ll always feel my spirit passing by
In the gladdest days and in the darkest nights
But if I must the highest price I will pay
And lay down in this cold Virginia clay”

He wrote, “Sarah dear don’t mourn me if I die
Please don’t let the children see you cry
Watch our sons grow up to be good men
And then in faith, someday we’ll meet again”

He lived again through all their blissful times
As he wrote down these lonesome final lines
He wrote, “Sarah dear don’t mourn me if I die
Please don’t let the children see you cry
Watch our sons grow up to be good men
And then in faith, someday we’ll meet again”
And then in faith, someday we’ll meet again.