Christina A. Sharik


With the click of a mouse,
someone’s heart will be broken;
by one who types words
that used to be spoken.

He checks for “New Mail”.
Back from a mission,
his laptop connection,
will bring her decision.

Like a blow to the chest
the words pound, and then sting –
what’s he done wrong?
He can’t think of a thing.

She doesn’t answer.
when he tries to phone home;
Angry and tearful,
he feels all alone.

It’s too easy now
to walk out the door,
to take away love
from a soldier at war.