Victory 


Laying in bed

Staring up at the ceiling.

Muscles ache, 

Oh what a feeling,

Reflecting on days 

And weeks gone careening.

Yet now at last a time for reflecting

On victories won,

Battle’s done, oh the aching

It’s no wonder…

Take the time

Lay in bed, reflect and recover. 

Though the battle is won,

There’s a war on the horizon

And if I thought I ached now,

Don’t be fooled, 

‘Tis just started…

Head up, shoulders back,

Stand tall and march on.

After all, war is won

A single battle at a time.

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