Friday, 10 March 2017


No not the worrier kind
I cried out loud
Laughed out loud
And yet here I am knees bent
Arms crossed
I look into that distant, distant land
Tattered and torn
Looking forlorn
It wasn’t me!
Or was it?
Or was it you and I?
In a blink of an eye
I’ve lost my warrior
He lost the fight
He was my soul mate
We stood side by side
Warriors in arms
Lovers in arms 
He’s laid there to rest
With all the best
Covering the lands and seas
Where there was peace and harmony
Where there once were solid foundations
Now he and I are apart
Apart forever more
He remains in my heart
Never to depart
We have no more carefree days
As I walk through the walls
There is nothing, nothing
Just blankness, blankness
Like they have been whitewashed
You’ll always be with me
Emptiness, emptiness
Is blinding my vision
We spent hours just talking
Walking, walking
Along these near and distant places
Walking hand in hand
Giggling, laughing
Oh my love, oh my love
Now you are in a peaceful place
Leaving an uncertainty
Leaving me shield less, hopeless
You were my protector, my shield
Protecting me from those evil forces
Striving for the highest, tallest
Now that all is said and done
Here I sit feeling forlorn
But you my love above
Will never be forgotten
Forgotten from your forces, forces
Your army, your battalions
Your troops
They will continue to march on and on
They will never look the other way
They will stay
Forward marching
Forward distant drums are a calling
But for now I need to rest
Rest this restless spirit
I will catch them up
In the near distant future
Warrior, warrior for the peace
Peace for us and them
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
10th March 2017

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