White Charger Poem by John A'Hern

My white Charger it is slowing down
It used to skim along the ground,
Now it needs a rest from the fray
It looks at me in strange ways.
One more time my gallant steed?
Shakes it head at my desires,
If only, if only we could ride once more
Off too distant shores we go.
Deeds a plenty needing attention
Charger knows action is wanting,
Eyes so proud and shining
Considering my very being.
I need your help one more time?
On your back and off we ride.
So much sadness waiting for us
We will ride and make it vanish,
If only, If only.
Through the time zones
Time the enemy,
Will we be there?
To fight the invisible enemy.