image by Musin Yohan
Linking with Poetry Jam for Mary's prompt "Harvest Time"
Our battle-fields, safe in the keeping
Of Nature's kind, fostering care,
Are blooming, - our heroes are sleeping, -
And peace broods perennial there.
~John H. Jewett
Of Nature's kind, fostering care,
Are blooming, - our heroes are sleeping, -
And peace broods perennial there.
~John H. Jewett
We gather our fallen like crop in the field and then set them up in rows.
Those that bore the burden of fighting freedom's greatest foes.
They stood among the strongest and brave upon the land
and gave the greatest sacrifice for liberty of fellow man.
An offering of plenty that no civilian can give back
providing for generations the rights that only heroes grant.
Now we reap the benefit of the harvest of the brave
so let us give the offering reverence and live a life that's great.
This ia absolutely beautiful Carrie I am so glad you found me. B
ReplyDeletethis is awe inspiring...love where 'harvest' took you...great lines Carrie..we did reap the benefit of the harvest and sincerely hope that we respect the sacrifice and live "a life that's great"....
ReplyDeleteWow, this is really an amazing take on the prompt! So much truth in your words. We definitely DO reap the benefit of the harvest of the brave. Sadly. Always great to see you here in PJ.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful eulogy - so poignant with an inspiring message for those left behind. So lovely, really, I see it as a fitting memorial cast, with permanence, in stone. Such is the sacrifice.
ReplyDeleteElegiac poem and an interesting take on the theme of harvest... A fitting tribute indeed.
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful and moving. The imagery works well!
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