Warrior's Requiem

why isn't she sad? why doesn't she weep? the angels ask her in her sleep because she brought a cat along, a shroud of memories and song yes song rolled tightly in a roll light soldiers carried in her soul she did her best she ran the race she shows the journey on her face her armor dented,stands austere by the visitor's easy chair in her swirling dream of dreams she's gypsy dancing by a stream Rachmaninoff and Chopin swirl a smaltzy tune and she's a girl ballet dancing in the rain why am I crying? there's no pain. She doesn't suffer anymore I turn and watch her from the door she's smiling at another face another time,a better place.