Post by pannt51 on Oct 8, 2011 19:30:49 GMT -5
“THE OLD SOLDIER”
By: Patricia A. Turner
Battle weary and burden down, a lonely old soldier staggers to the
ground. Spent from the battle long and hard, inside him his soul is forever
scarred.
Pitched head long before the enemy’s charge, across the enemy lines
he does barge. Wielding his weapon like a mighty sword, his sacrifices here
brings little reward.
Fighting every inch of the way, he is left to wonder if his defeat will
come this day. Weathering attacks from every side, upon the winds of war
the old soldier does ride.
Brought down by the enemy’s blow, to his enemy he refuses to
surrender control. So, rising back upon his feet amid the battle’s worse
heat, the enemy he does put to flight as onward he continues to fight.
Battle hardened by years of war, many victories that old soldier does
score, as he sets his eyes ever forward, he marches on as a warrior in the army
of the Lord.
By: Patricia A. Turner
Battle weary and burden down, a lonely old soldier staggers to the
ground. Spent from the battle long and hard, inside him his soul is forever
scarred.
Pitched head long before the enemy’s charge, across the enemy lines
he does barge. Wielding his weapon like a mighty sword, his sacrifices here
brings little reward.
Fighting every inch of the way, he is left to wonder if his defeat will
come this day. Weathering attacks from every side, upon the winds of war
the old soldier does ride.
Brought down by the enemy’s blow, to his enemy he refuses to
surrender control. So, rising back upon his feet amid the battle’s worse
heat, the enemy he does put to flight as onward he continues to fight.
Battle hardened by years of war, many victories that old soldier does
score, as he sets his eyes ever forward, he marches on as a warrior in the army
of the Lord.