Am I ready?

To say goodbye to my love
To my life, to the steady day-to-day
To my family
To Mum, oh heck, what will they say?
To the straight
To the norm
To the good old-fashioned way
Will it really be so shocking
To duck out of the 'normal' way?

We married for keeps
For better for worse
We married for keeps
Through sickness
Through sickness
We married for keeps
We married for keeps
What will say I when I make that big leap?

But brave we must be
My big wounded soldier, my oh so lovely man, beautiful and strong, Loyal and true with a heart of marshmallow,
So goo-ey and sweet and caring and loving

Who will make the break
Who will step up
Who will say first
Who will it be

I fear it will be me
Bad cop it always feels
But it does need to be said
Discussed, talked through, moved upon
And soon my brave soldier, soon, too soon it must be,
My heart, heavy heart...drag, moods oh so low,
Ill-feeling abounds, we must make a stance

Listen carefully I ask,
Stick with it, give it a try
You just never know
To the heights you may fly

Fly free my lovely one, I'm letting you go,
God speed, God love, God caring,
I'll always think of you fondly, the times we have shared,
It's just time for us to be spared..

Be well my brave soldier.
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