Mark I. Kirkmeyer


Godspeed my friend,
Your battle’s at an end
No more trouble, no more pain
You join the ranks of warriors slain
Wish I could take your place
You could see your children’s wedded grace.
She is here, came for you
To take you to Valhalla true
Kiss of the valkyrja lass
dimensional door to pass
The Celts called her Morrigan
collecting the fallen for beyon’
Some day her sister will come
Then our work will be done
When Raogrior is near
“God’s Peace” will be here.

Author’s Note: For Master Sgt. Davis, Sgt 1C Petithory, and SSG Prosser