Strange Feelings Poem by Barry Middleton

when there is nothing left to fight
the battle lost or won
the strangest feelings fog the soul

no struggle means serenity
the peace of mind I always sought
preparing for eternity

I know the dragons are not dead
but what's a knight supposed to do
I have no strength to carry on

and in the end the scoring card
ignores the victories and defeats
it was the fight that counted most

it was my life not my estate
and surely not the dragon's fate
that represents a legacy

the younger knights must now rise up
to them I lift a hope filled cup
and now bequeath my sword and shield