Peace Poem by Eleanor Agnes Lee

Peace

Rating: 2.8


Suddenly bells and flags!
Suddenly -- door to door --
Tidings! Can we believe,
We, who were used to war?

Yet we have dreamed her face,
Knowing her light must be,
Knowing that she must come.
Look -- she comes, it is she!

Tattered her raiment floats,
Blood is upon her wings.
Ah, but her eyes are clear!
Ah, but her voice outrings!

Soon where the shrapnel fell
Petals shall wake and stir.
Look -- she is here, she lives!
Beauty has died for her.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 24 August 2019

Soon where the shrapnel fell Petals shall wake and stir. Look - she is here, she lives! Beauty has died for her. Peace that we all search for. tony

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