Sadness-'In Barren Fields'
In Barren Fields
I jaggedly walk in barren fields
Where my brother waits for me
And angels descend with their shields
To protect his soul thru eternity
I gather strength to build my wills
Pensive and lost, cold and alone
Then I sit amongst the daffodils
Looking at his name scribed in stone
Tears running down my face
But he would not want me to cry
If I could only take his place
In barren fields of wounded sky.
Dedicated to those who have lost a loved one...either through external wars or internal wars.
02/09/2017
Sadness / Contest
Sponsored by/ Silent One
Copyright © Winged Warrior | Year Posted 2017
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