The bloodied grounds whisper out to the living <br />Wounded soldiers draped on the ground <br />Breathing in raspy tones, begging to the lord <br />A young girl walks around <br />Healing the sad and damaged <br />Long auburn hair gets caught in a leaf <br />She bends down to pick up an acorn <br /> <br />As winter comes; snow falls down <br />The war ends; lives return to normal <br />Calmness and solitude replace the screams and shots <br />Restoring the white fleece ground <br /> <br />Many years pass; lives recover <br />From that dark, haunting autumn <br />Everything heals but does not forget <br />That time years ago <br /> <br />An old withered woman walks to those grounds <br />Once bloody now covered with leaves in autumn once more <br />Drops to her knees and thanks the lord <br />Thanks for everything <br /> <br />She closes her eyes and stops her breath <br />Right there on those once bloody grounds <br />And an acorn falls from her shriveled hands<br /><br />courtney tak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bloodied-grounds/
