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The Fighter

Last night I dreamed an awful dream My hero he was dying It left an emptiness inside I felt my Spirit crying See somewhere on this road through life There just ain’t no denying The souls we meet Are meant to be The Wings to keep us Flying You lift me when I’m weary With a gentle guiding hand A parable of love and truth So I may understand There’s a light there in the distance If I take the time to look And the Darkness in the Shadows dies Like the closing of a book Some falter at the ending Some stray out of the light The page of life’s eternal And the story’s yours to write As I gazed into those eyes of blue Those windows to your soul I witness life and wonder In a body that’s grown old I can’t help but feel a sadness And a loss when days were warmer An enptiness inside when You’re no longer in my corner Sing songs of hope and wisdom Even Blake would take a bow If he’d looked, below and seen the man He’d helped to shape somehow A grain of sand, beneath lifes shoe A rock, to something less A mountain high, in skies of blue A haven for to rest There’s a cup of tin you carry In the hands of each of us That’s brimming full of happiness Awaiting up above You’re a prophet, spilling secrets Though it’s led your soul to bleed The ink upon the paper Is the only truth I need The prize was always yours you see Your name’s etched on that belt And Jesus knows you’re weary From the hand that life has dealt When weary’s got your number Still we love you one and all ‘Cos you stood there in our corner For each stumble, trip or fall A brother to the fallen A father to the lost Humanity, in your every way And a friend, at any cost So fill your lungs with freedom ‘Cos you’ve made the final round Hell knows the tank is empty With the seconds counting down A hundred thousand friends of yours Are screaming in your corner Each lifted and elated ‘Cos, we know you’ve played a stormer It’s time now to surrender For you’ve paid your dues on Earth A healing balm, of love and calm Awaits, to salve the hurt

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 1/10/2018 5:27:00 AM
WOw, Peter...i haven't yet, written about a dream. What i find amazing is the flow and the hero you had a bad dream about. Kris, is one of my favorite actors. However, I have to ask, why is he your hero? Did you know he's from Brownsville Texas, I was born an 40 minutes from there. He's a good old Texan. I'm glad it was a dream, and not reality. Linda
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Peter Walsh
Date: 1/11/2018 9:43:00 PM
Have a poem called THE MIRROR among my poems Linda another dedication to Kris. He read it on the day of his 79th birthday. His wife Lisa said it made him "Puff up with Pride"
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Peter Walsh
Date: 1/11/2018 9:41:00 PM
Seen Kris in Convoy as a teen and loved his lyrics also. He is an inspirational human being. Got his autograph and his sons Johnny and Blakes all on the same poster awhile back. He's one of the greatest writers ever imho...
Date: 12/25/2017 8:28:00 AM
This is beyond beautiful. One of the best poems I have read in a while. My hat is off to you Peter.
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Peter Walsh
Date: 12/27/2017 1:53:00 PM
Thanks Rich...as ever you lifted me with your kind words...you are a treasure bro! Happy Christmas
Date: 7/10/2017 1:33:00 PM
This is such an excellent piece. I am so happy I stumbled upon your poem. :)
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Peter Walsh
Date: 7/11/2017 4:44:00 AM
Thanks so much Carol ...I am glad you enjoyed it ...
Date: 5/14/2017 5:37:00 AM
A song/poem I wrote after waking out of a bad dream ... Kris Kristofferson is the subject, may he have many more happy, healthy, fruitful days . . . God Bless you Kris
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