Child of Valor, Bairn of Battle at my feet you lie,
       Runes to trace and Spells to cast as fallen comrades die.
       Armour rent and mail torn by weapons caked in gore,
       Those who fight like snarling wolves and razor-tusked boar.
       Cloven helm and severed limb the battle axe has hewn,
       Bodies sprouting feathered shafts about the field are strewn.
       Carrion fowl and battle raven circle over head,
       With taloned claws and beaks to pick on bones of warrior dead.
       Child of Valor Bairn of Battle harm has come your way,
       Blood of Bravery be renewed to fight another day.
       Sword of Arthur, Hammer of Thor, Silver sheild and spear,
       Rise and wield your weapon now against the Danger near.
       Fang of Cobra, Bite of Spider, Heat of Dragon Flame,
       Warrior unto the gods rise, and back from whence yea came.

       If you wish to write your own Healing Poem, it must be no fewer
       than 180 syllables long, and should refer to healing. (A drinking
       song is not quite appropriate). Poems will be approved at
       check-in.