Not battlefield weary
These H E R O E S so fair . . .
No medals of honor
Nor ribbons to wear ~

Helmet of Salvation
Sword of God's Word . . .
In humility's meekness
Plaudits so rarely heard ~

Flag of FAITH flying
H E R O E S enter the fray . . .
Interceding for others
Unselfishly night and day ~

Breastplate of Righteousness
In Garments of Praise . . .
Clothed with God's Anointing
Each burden to raise ~

It matters not stature
Breadth ~ Length nor girth . . .
Oh ~ who can place value
On a PRAYER WARRIOR's worth ~

No Shots ever heard
Nor rocket's red glare . . .
Only the sound of
Warriors in Prayer ~

Raising the Banner
To conquer the foe . . .
Not with man~made munitions
Do these Warriors go ~

To The Altar of Grace
Seeking God's Mercy Seat . . .
We shall always find H E R O E S
Where LOVE & FAITH MEET !

Mary Carter Mizrany
May 26, 2003

Dedicated to:
Faith Tiki Marie
My precious Angelsister & Friend
whose e~mail inspired this poem.
I love you, Faith
And may Father hold you near His heart!
Maryxo