A Warrior's Blood In His Old Age

A Warrior's Blood In His Old Age Warriors bled, most now are dead and gone tales read of blood, guts and dried bone. Those that found residing in sad old age were few comforts for lost youth's bitter rage! Tired of waiting for another call to arms not satisfied by women's alluring charms. Holding onto craziness of courageous times of forays into dark lands and hot desert climes! Waiting for last mark on a white tombstone resting in quiet solitude, shadows all alone. Warriors bled and gave away such brave hearts You will not find that on any military charts! We that fought not should see deep sacrifices thus consider the costs and bloody prices. Such they see in vivid dreams of and battle cries are memories honored with that heavy sigh! Warriors bled, most now are dead and gone tales read of blood, guts and dried bone. Those that found residing in sad old age were few comforts for lost youth's bitter rage! Robert J. Lindley, 1-18-2016 Note- Dedicated to two of my deceased friends, now gone but not forgotten! Both decorated combat veterans, one in the Korean War, the other in the Vietnam War and to all their military brethren that have sacrificed so much in order that we may live free...