Thursday, March 30, 2017
 

Tiwaz- Jill Evans

Written in Dróttkvœtt

Dedicated to my friends and relatives who have served or are serving in the Armed Forces.

For seldom seen soldiers
Sacrifice felt back home.
Twice Tiwaz carved for you.
Tyr I call twice for all.
Young men battled Jotuns
Yesterday flew away.
Ready today’s rally
Roar victoriously

Towheaded tot waiting
Tiny lad misses dad
A year her heart’s yearning
Youthful bride cries with pride
Rich are those he reaches
Roaming no more from home.
Safe, the sounds have ended
Son, the battle is won.