The Knight's Toast
Break out the ale and toast our victory.
Now that we've written another page in history,
Let us dance and make merry. Let it ring through the streets!
Come on, come on, wench, and bring out the eats!
We'll drink and laugh and shed our tears
For the poor brave warriors who died so near;
And when crows the cock and the morning bells ring,
'T is music to the ear to hear those bells sing.
Hark! The trumpets of battle beckon again
to dangerous battle -- and maybe to die.
All ye pretty maidens, do not cry:
This is the life we choose to lead;
For adventure, and Sweet Love, and to do a Good Deed.
Stephen Pisturino
Edited by Dawn Pisturino
May 1986
Won HONOURABLE MENTION in the "Hurray for the Fourth" poetry contest sponsored by World of Poetry, July 1986.
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