Fields of Few Return

Across the fields
Of no return
There the fires
Slowly burn

The fire is found
Deep in a heart
A place where fires
Lightly start

From across the fields
They have one hope
That they can forget
And with losses, cope

They long for freedom
And forgotten peace
They long for family,
And the fighting to cease

It came at high price
And we won’t forget when
The bravery and spirit
Brought home our tired men