Work-a-day Warriors/Epitaph

by Joseph Lee

For works with similar titles, see Epitaph.

EPITAPH

 

Where the long trench twines snake-like
To keep the foe at bay,
There be the place to lay me,
And this be what you say:

Here lieth one who loved all life,
Sunshine and song, and sword and strife;
Sea and storm, and wind and rain,
Breaking bud, and bursting grain,
Pulsing pleasure, and stabbing pain—
Who would, an he could, live all over again!