A Warrior

 

A WARRIOR

A Warrior walked back home,

Listening to the whistling of the wind. 

Traveling over hill and valley, 

Passing through rivers and deep woods.

Took sheltered in dark woods,

When the freezing wind pierced his skins.

 When the fierce battle get over, 

He walked back home with full of griefs.

Picked a handful of florets,

 For comrades who lost life in battle.

Since the battle goes on and on,

 He remained a Warrior till retirement years.