Bittersweet Poem by Rachel Harris

It takes a coward
To start a war
But a brave man
Is needed to end it
Hate watches duty die
To keep love alive
But hate is slain
By the love it so scorns
It takes a coward
To start a war
A brave man
Is needed to end it
But a special woman
Must keep love alive
Were it not for her
The brave man
Would not die
Hate would live
Love would vanish
So her choice is made
Hate is dead
Love is alive
Her brave man is lost
But she lives on
To sustain the love
That turned so bittersweet



Another poem devoted to my dear friend Alexis, who lost her brave man