[Soil Please Not Thirst]
By Zinsser
Soil Please Not Thirst Your my Knight in shining armor With your sword held in your hand Heading out to battle To protect and save our land Before you go, Let me show How much you mean to me For I fear, each time you leave Twill be the last I see of thee Time is short, this I know The enemies steeds I can hear Let me kiss each eye Look upon you one last time Whisper Godspeed into thine ear Lord, while your away, I'll be on my knees And do nothing but pray That the soil not thirst For Your blood on this day Hours have passed The clashing of swords Has ceased at last From my spot I'll not move For I already hear The wooden wheels on coblestones The tears full of all my fears To prove Then come the footsteps behind me And I simply cannot breath For is it you or a messanger To tell me of your leave You place your hand gently Upon my sholder, Mine touches yours as quickly as it can I take a breath, A sob escapes As I place my cheak upon Your blood soaked hand Connie McDonald Copyright@2001 Written March 11th, 2002 © on Mar 10 2002 03:40 PM PST 0 • 8
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"Soil Please Not Thirst..."