love letter

dear world,

my grandfather sang this to my grandmother as he left for war:



he wrote her beautiful letters about the work,

his travels,

and how desperaetly he missed her.
he wrote her almost daily,

expressing how much he loved her,

how she'd changed his life,

and said once

that when he saw her again,

he'd squeeze her til she turned blue

and her ribs crushed like unto macaroni!

they were dreadfully, sweetly, wonderfully, and completely cheesily romantically in love!

and that just makes me happy.

love,

their granddaughter