Characters: Jeff Hardy, a mention of Matt Hardy, and original
characters.
Disclaimer; I don't own Jeff or Matt nor know them, I
do however own Brooklyn and a few others.
"Travelin'
Soldier"
Two days past eighteen
Jeff Hardy looked into the mirror in the hallway of the home he had been raised in along with his brother Matt. Their
father was all they had but they had made things work and live a happy life. After one last glance at himself he picked up
his bag of belongings and headed out the door.
His dad was waiting in his truck for his youngest son, he was driving his baby to the bus station. Jeff signed up for
the services and he was being called to duty. Tears formed in his father's eyes as he watched him stride toward the truck;
he was extremely proud of Jeff.
He was waitin' for the bus in his army
greens
Dressed and ready to go fight for his country Jeff watched his dad pull away from the station. He looked at his watch
realizing that he was hours early since he had mixed up the bus schedule. He looked around spotting a small café across the
street; he decided to go grab a bite to eat.
Sat down in a booth at a café there
He took a booth near the window so he could take in the scenery one last time for an extended period of time while
looking over the menu.
Gave his order to the girl with a bow
in her hair
A young girl around the age of sixteen, who had her hair pulled back with a small red bow, walked over to Jeff to take
his order. Quietly he told her what he wanted and she went to retrieve it for him..
He's a little shy so she gave him a smile
Placing his cup of coffee in front of him she looked into his gorgeous green eyes and smiled. That smile melted his
heart as he smiled back. "By the way my name is Brooklyn," she said.
So he said Would you mind sittin' down
for awhile
And talkin' to me. I'm fellin' a little
low
"It's nice to meet you, would you have some time to talk to me?" he asked in hope that she would. He really needed
someone to talk to; he couldn't believe he was on his way to war. It just seemed impossible to him.
She said I'm off in an hour and I know
where we can go
She readily agreed and suggested he wait for her in the café, which he agreed to as he sipped his coffee slowly. He
kept his eyes on her as she continued to work until her work was done for the day. She grabbed her jacket and he his bag and
made their way outside.
So they went down and they sat on the
pier
They talked about everything, even the weather. When he decided he better ask about her relationship status.
He said, I bet you got a boyfriend but
I don't care
I've got no one to send a letter to
Do you mind if I send one back here to
you?
She looked into his eyes as she told him, "There is no one that resembles a boyfriend in my life." She also suggested
a he send a letter home to his dad, but if he really wanted he could write her too.
"I will send a letter to my dad, but I'd very much like to write you."
She smiled and took his hand into hers, kissing him softly on the lips. She grabbed a piece of paper from her coat
pocket and quickly scribbled down her address.
"Listen I really appreciate that you talked to me; I'm sorry but I have to be going."
"I understand," she said watching him stand up. "I'm glad I got to meet you."
"Are you walking me back to the station?" he asked.
"I think I'm going to stay here for awhile and watch the water as she began to cry.
"Alright," he said turning around and walking away.
I cried
She spent the next few hours setting alone by the pier crying. She had just met the man she wanted to spend the rest
of her life with.
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
She knew at that moment she would never love anyone else. She wouldn't even take another guy's hand in hers. Feeling
empty inside she stood up and returned to the café where it had all began.
He fellow co-workers all immediately knew something had happened. "Brooklyn, are you alright?" an older lady named Marie asked.
"Not really," she responded. "I fell in love with a soldier today." She cried in Marie's arms. "If he never comes back
I will never love again."
To young for him they told her
"Sweetie, you're too young to be in love with that man," Maria said patting her back. "You will find someone else in
time. That man is too old for you," she added trying to make Brooklyn feel better.
Waitin' for the love of the travelin'
soldier
Our love will never end
"I don't know what you're talking about Maria; he's only two years older than I. And my love for him will last forever
as will his," she said praying it was true."
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
"I would wait forever for him to come back and I will"
Never to be alone again
"then we will be together, Jeff Hardy and I"
When the letter says a soldier's coming
homing
"I believe that in a short period of time I'll get a letter fom him and he'll come back."
"I hope that's true Brooklyn. And I'll pray for ya."
So the letters came
From an army camp
Weeks had gone by since she saw Jeff without a word from him. She became worried by thinking something bad had happened
to him but that day when the mail arrived she had received a stack of letters. He explained the situation he was facing and
that they letters would take awhile to get to her but not to worry.
In California then Vietnam
He told her that they transferred him to a camp in Vietnam and it would be soon when
he would begin to fight.
He told her of his heart
It might be love
And all the things he was so scared of
She read his letter with tears in her eyes. This is what it said:
My Dearest Brooklyn,
I'm so glad you gave me your address.
I've been thinking of you a lot. And I'm afraid to tell you this but I think I'm in love with you. I never planned for this
to happen but it's true and I wanted you to know
Said when it's getting kinda rough over
here
I think about the day sittin' down on
the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty
smile
Every time things start getting bad
I'll just remember your beautiful face and that pretty smile you gave me the first day in the café
Don't worry but I won't be able to write
for a while
Please don't worry when the letters
don't show up soon because things will be happening that won't allow me to write but believe me you'll hear from me again.
I love you.
Love,
Jeff Hardy
I cried
The letter made her break down and cry, because she loved him too.
Never gonna hold the hand of another man
That moment she decided for sure that he was the only man for her.
To young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
She promised herself she'd never give up on him
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter says a soldier's coming
home
She held a place in her heart only for him and she'd never let that place go.
One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's Pray said and the anthem sang
She was a member in her high school band so she was there to show her support to the team. Her mind kept wondering
to Vietnam. Was Jeff alright? Did something bad happen? All the questions raced through her head.
A man said folks would you bow your heads
For a list of local Vietnam dead
She felt her heart sink when those words were spoken by the principal of her school. She hadn't yet seen the newspaper
announcements; she wasn't even aware that anyone locally had died. She listened to the names being read carefully"George Liner,
Kevin Browers, Jeffrey Hardy"
Cryin' all alone under the stands
Was the piccolo player in the marching
band
And one name read and no one really cared
But a pretty little girl with a bow in
her hair
