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.
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