Strolling in Twilight

Weary Soldier

The haunted look on their faces. Defeated. Blood seeping Inexorably, Mingled with tears. Writhing in pain So wounded- Their feeble body Barely able To carry them away From the turmoil. Struggling, To rise and flee. They stagger, Weakness overcoming The little strength they had. They stumble, And fall Again. Exhausted At last, Their crumbled formsContinue reading “Weary Soldier”

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