David R. “Poppa” Alexander

DEATH OF A SOLDIER

Drift off to sleep young soldier
Find a place where death lingers no more
A brook that babbles over polished stones
Butterflies that kiss your nose as you stroll along

Drift off to sleep young soldier
No cares, no pain, no dread of morrow
A noon sun to keep you warm
A sparrow to sing you to sleep.

Drift off to sleep young soldier
Put aside war, death and pain
Pick berries as you linger along the path
Smell the new mown hay of the fields of clover.

Drift off to sleep young soldier
You have earned the rest so tarry no more
Remember your childhood, your parents and friends
Look up to the face of God.

Drift off to sleep young soldier
This will be your last journey
No worries, no cares and love to find
Cross over the mountain and the stream

Drift off to sleep young soldier
For the reward of death will keep you now
Your dreams will find a new meaning
And forever you can rest.