the Zouave

Those eyes speak to me
Of life lived
Of battles won and lost

You seem sad
Thinking on yesterday
Some thing in your manner is drawn
Ebbing
Ebbing away , but I also see strength
Strength of character and tradition
A love of land and people tied together

A deep love , bruised and anguished
A longing
a strange longing for the past
Eyes heavy with emotion and a heart full of questioning

From the heart grows Love
Which breeds fierce men and women
Who til the earth and bring up families
And fill their souls with the love of god

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