KC (7-10-88 / palm springs)

The Remnants Of War

A dream came to me in my sleep tonight
Of a house on a hill aglow with firelight
Pine trees stood tall like soldiers behind.
A peaceful scene, but to enter you'd find

A man who had passed from wounds too deep
For him to be happy, to walk, or to sleep.
This man was a gentleman who fought for his life
And for others he carried his lifelong strife.

His burden was heavy and his mind on a fight
That brought him to lie still on the solemn night
In a house on a hill aglow with firelight
Where forever he will rest, no more wars will he fight

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one of the nicest poems i read today, :)