Feels almost like a story, in front of the fireplace, and a small tambourine in the far end, and man singing a tune of stories old and deeds so bold.


A sacrifice of old

During a winter night,
With snow so cold,
A boy shows his might
And a sacrefice of old.

These times of darkness,
And days of sorrow,
A female enchantress,
Deciding the fate of tomorrow.

And with this young boy,
comes deeds of great,
When he goes forth with pride and joy,
To save our fate.

A journey of valiance,
And battles with epic deeds,
When he sets us apart,
From those whom did not heed.

This young boys last farewells,
When he charged in to battle,
And when his mother yells,
For him to hear, of the love that we had

that forgiveness is near.
And his days as a boy are over,

So honor his sacrefice of old,
And sitt around the fire
Sing with us of his deeds so bold.
So that the young ones will have him to admire




Poetry by Christoffer Waye
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Written on 2006-05-28 at 01:59

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Onyeka Nwelue
He would know what you mean, Dan. Chris is a genius...
2006-05-28


Dan Cederholm
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Ooopppsss

Hi Christoffer

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2006-05-28


Onyeka Nwelue
Wow! Dazzling and fantastic...could be another Seamus Heaney....

I loooooved thisssssssssssssss....
2006-05-28


Dan Cederholm
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Hi Ghridtoffer!!!

This poem is great!!!

It's just like you talk to me!!!

I can feel the words and look back

in time and the space betwen...

It's so great and sounding!!!


Sincerly Dan


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2006-05-28


night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
I love this poem! Two words: Divine Inspiration :)
2006-05-28