Her Soldier

A soldier,
strong and brave.
Hope but not to see his grave.
A man of wonder and despair.
He fights for his country,
for pride,
for his love.

Made of pure strength and blood,
his sword swings in the air
ready for battle.

He knows he may not live,
but he arrows his sword at them.
Them who are enemy.
Enemy who want to take lives.
They wait 'till he can see,
see his life the way before.
With her in his arms,
safe in his arms.

And so he fights until the end.
The end of forever.
Strong and brave,
her soldier.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Smith-Johnsen Avatar
January 20, 2010 at 12:59 AM
Ileana, This is a very sweet love poem. War is a harsh reality in the history of man. When will we finally live PEACE? In enjoyed reading this poem, today. Lovingly, Dane Ann
Shahwan Avatar
September 21, 2009 at 7:57 AM
Poised poetry. I'd like to say that (sadly) history has proven that battles were worthless though at that time was considered something of value. If every nation (generally) respects another peaceful nation's value.. why to a war? just more tears? Jesus commanded DO NOT KILL...therefore: to give reasons only to create a blissful peace. Pls keep on composing beautiful poetry.
Brown Avatar
September 21, 2009 at 4:24 AM
Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry with us Ileana. As always I wish you the best in your future writing endeavors whatever they may be. Love, Carol
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