Letter To Daisy's Eulogy

My Dearest Daisy, It has been awhile since I have been home and able to hold your delicate, fair body. I unable to express how dearly I miss you, being stuck here. Your golden hair and perfect complexion taunts me in my dreams in the dead of night. Your voice serenading in my memory, echoing as if that’s the only noise filling my head. That every other sound of war cannot compare to your sweet melody. Everywhere I look I see you, my love. Although I believed it’s just my imagination, until it wasn't. I overheard some men talking about a large wedding between a lovely, miss Daisy and a man that went by the nane of Tom Buchanan. I cannot disperse these speculations nor can I bare the thought that you had wed yourself to another man. It pains me to hear this but I must believe these are just rumors and our love still blossoms. I love you with every ounce of my being my dear, I have been faithful to you and will continue to be.

I must continue my work as a man of honor, I will not let you down. Your smile and the distant memory of your bright yet elegant laugh is what keeps me going during these long, endless days. We have lost so many good men at war and I’ve fought long and hard to make sure I am able to come home to you, my dove. I was attempting to surprise you months ago however, my papers were somehow mixed up and I’m currently staying in Oxford. I apologize for my late letters and an even later arrival my dearest. Please forgive me. There’s so many stories I wish to tell you. I could write a book about war if I weren't so occupied with the thought of coming home to you. That’s all I carefor as of this