The Battles To Come

I looked out over the mountains And an eagle soared by I heard the whisper in its wings Telling of the battles to come I looked out over the ocean And a whale surfaced nearby I saw the sadness in its eyes Telling of the battles to come I looked out over the valley And the people were all crying I tasted the salt in their tears Telling of the battles to come I looked up to the heavens And the skies were dark and grey I felt the rain begin to fall Telling of the battles to come I looked into the faces of my children And knew deep in my heart That the battles that were coming Would be the ones that they would fight ~A Dark Horse Poetry Tenny Rhymer