An Ode To Warriors- Tale 53

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An Ode To Warriors- Tale 53

John Yaws
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since 1999-10-09

Posts 860
Texas

0 posted 2001-09-18 08:57 PM

Ah, 'tis a pleasant thing indeed-
To gaze across the 'eath...
An' ken the bones o' fightin' men-
That's restin' underneath.

To ken tha' they all lie at rest-
No more the blades to bear...
An' in Valhalla's 'allowed halls
Their laurels do they wear.

They paid the toll wi' blood, aye, lad
Afore some foreign 'orde-
For Charon's toll is steep indeed-
When Styx we 'ave to ford.

When evenin' falls, folks cringe in fear-
Fra' the tramp o' marchin' feet-
In in yon shadows one can 'ear-
The drums o' battle beat.

An' Wallace, Bless 'is sainted name!
Again 'is claymore wields-
An' ye can 'ear the clash o' blades-
A ringin' on the shields.

An inn is near, I must be off-
To wander other trails-
An' if the company is good-
I'll spin me Traveler's Tales.

Denise

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Member Seraphic

since 1999-08-22

Posts 22648

1 posted 2001-09-22 10:11 PM

God bless our protectors! It's always a pleasure, John, to read your tales!

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