Post Card Sketch Page

                                                           Original

A woman awaits with a bouquet of flowers in her hand for her youngest son to arrive home from the Cold War. Anxious to see her baby she waits outside a mile down the road to greet him. Her first born had also joined the army and returned home a few days ago. Paul her oldest son dressed in his army attire had followed his mother a mile down the street. Paul stood in front of a tree rifle in hand to see first glimpse of his other half.

                                                           Revision

As I stand outside with your brother to see you my love the winter breeze pierces through my wool sweater. How I dream of having you home each night I went to bed. The Cold War had torn this family apart but now it has given you back to me. With a bouquet full of your favorite flowers I express my joy in having our family reunited. Here in the snow we will stand until I have you embraced in these cold hands.