Warrior's Prayer

by Judy (Wishes)

Oh, still the warrior spirit
That beats within my breast,
That pounds in time with the drummer,
That marches before the rest.

I want to love the peacetime,
To consider no man my foe.
I long for a tranquil spirit
That trades a kiss for a blow.

Sometimes I sit by the fireside
At some rustic village inn
And listen to tales of love
And good will to all good men.

But then I hear the shofar
Or hark to the bugle's sound
And again leap astride my warhorse
And ride toward the battleground.

Judy (Wishes)

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