by Bea Dahlen
FOR PYE
The combat is ended
And valiant you lay
Resting from battles
You fought every day.
Each skirmish contested
Not once would you kneel
Though blows caused you often
To stagger and reel.
Your spirit inspired us
Each in his own way
To take up our burdens
And face each new day.
You fought all so bravely.
You gave it your best.
Old friend lay it down now.
It's time for some rest.
Though I know for a warrior
I should never cry,
It's oh so hard not to
"Pyewacket Goodbye"
B. V. Dahlen