A Rose At Your Doorstep

You're fighting a war You'll win but what do you do after your victory? You'll drink, dance and merry Invite the lords of stars to break bread And the daughters of moon to warm your bed- and then...? That is to say you do not fight without a purpose. Name your hurdles before you jump them They will help put honour in your bloodline Fright in the bodies and souls of your foes And lead your children through When they come of age to choose their gods I'll be saying two prayers tonight One for me and one for you You'll find it in the fragrance of the rose I left- by your doorstep. Micheal Ace #magicalpoetry ©ACEworld