He now works as a gardener
On the green lawns of a suburban house
A Hero maimed when he aimed
But not bereft of a powerful hand
He`s a jovial man, he has a radiant smile
Though now unneeded in the battlefield
He cherishes that no more
He fights for selfish interests
Not ever again till his eternal rest
nice piece .
I wanted to multiply the readership of this peaceloving
poem and so I posted
it to http://groups.msn.com/poem36
I hope that's ok.. if not let me know
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