Weary as she walks alone,
Down forgotten dusty path.
Ravens dropp into the grass,
Seeking rest from miles flown.
...
A fallen soldier prays
For peace, unity, love, and his life
Wounded on the battle field he lays
Longing for his home, family, children, and wife
...
There lies a flower on the floor
Wilted from the pain she cries for
The sweet young rose he left for dead
Weeps for her white velvet petals turned chrimson red
...
Widows Walk
Weary as she walks alone,
Down forgotten dusty path.
Ravens dropp into the grass,
Seeking rest from miles flown.
Trying to get home by dawn,
Mourning widow softly weeps.
Just behind, a Raven stalks,
For her love is now long gone.