A Young Warrior Poem by Llinos Mared Evans

A Young Warrior,
A Young Man,
Who Lost His Life,
Fighting For Our Country,
Held His Head Up High,
Fear,
Never Pulled Him To The Ground.

Till One Day,
Changed Everything,
To Everyone.

Tears,
Will Never Bring Him Back,
A Young Man,
Never Grew Old,
Never Saw His New Born Son,
Read Him Bed Times Stories,
Give Him His First Football Lessons,
Not Even Married,
To His Beloved Fiance.

We Shall Be Grateful For These Men,
These Warriors,
Who Chooses To be Our Front Line,
To Risk Their Life's,
For Us,
To Make Sure We Are Safe,
Not For Their Sake,
But For Us.

Some Are Still Out There Now,
Fighting For Their Family,
For Their Country,
For Us!

We Are Grateful For These Men,
These Warriors.

A Young Warriors.