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Enjoy…

'P.S. I Love You' -Nellie McKay

My Darling Rolfe,

I was missing you again so I decide to write to you. I'm sure you are staying very busy in France, but I don't know what to do with myself when you're gone from home. The weather has been very good for this time of the year, chilly but beautiful. I wish that you were here with me so we might go on a picnic like we used to before we were married. Both of your parents are doing well. They worry about you nearly as much as I do, but they have one another to keep busy. I've been spending a lot of time at my parent's house with my brothers and sisters. They are all doing well and send their love. Rolfe, I miss you in our bed. A lady does not talk about such things but I cannot help it. It was the first time in 3 months I had to go to bed alone, early every night I lie awake thinking of you. I miss you arms around me and your kisses. I miss everything about you. Stay safe and come home to me.

Your Liesl

P.S. I love you.

Dear, I thought I'd drop a line.
The weather's cool. The folks are fine.
I'm in bed each night at nine.

P.S. I love you.

It rained all yesterday and only served to add to my sadness over you being away. But of course, you're facing much harsher things than I could even imagine so I won't complain. How was your trip to England? I'm sure it was a wonderful to be out of the fighting for a few days. Stay safe and come home to me.

Your Liesl

P.S. I love you.

Yesterday we had some rain,
but all in all I can't complain.
Was it dusty on the train?
P.S. I love you.

Darling, Lukas and Emily dropped by yesterday. Do write them when you have a spare moment. They were a wonderful distraction from my usual boring day. While they were here, a candle fell over and burned a small hole in the dining room table; I suppose I should replace it within the next week or so. Well, darling, nothing left to say really. Everyone is thinking of you, especially me. Stay safe and come home to me.

Your Liesl

P.S. I love you.

Write to the Browns just as soon as you're able.
They came around to call.
I burned a hole in the dining room table.
And let me see, I guess that's all.

Nothin' else for me to say,
and so I'll close. Oh, by the way,
everybody's thinkin' of you.
P.S. I love you.

There's nothing left for me to say Darling. The only thing I want you to know is that every day you are gone feels like a year to me. I have sweat dreams of you every night and I want you to know how much I love you. Stay safe and come home to me.

Your Liesl

P.S. I love you.


Nothing else to tell you, dear.
Except, each day feels like a year.
Every night I'm dreamin' of you.
P.S. I love you.
P.S. I love you.