Laying under the night sky,

counting stars and thinking of you.

Sound of Patches,

in her paddock.

Dreaming of your soldier boy.

You feel life is good.

Driving home from work,.

passing by the protesters.

Screaming how evil the war is,

soldiers are killers and murder babies.

You turn your radio up louder,

My Imagination by The Temptations,

play on.

Bringing calm back to you.

What is your boy doing?

you wonder as you shift gears.

He best be thinking of me,

you say aloud.

8000 miles away.

Waves of Hueys,

come and leave.

Tails up,

bellies full.

Camp Yugo rumbles to life.

Mail Call,

letters, magazines and sweet treats.

Troopers split apart,

reading about home.

Radio Viet Nam blares,

My Imagination playing.

If you only knew,

reading your letter.

Lovers apart,

but hearts together.

Love know no distance.