Home Come Our Soldiers

Home Come Our Soldiers

Jon Gregory Presco

Age 12

Home come our soldiers
So gallantly they fought
Home from the battle
They so futilely lost
Home from the hills
Where their blood lay deep
Home to their loves ones
They weep

Home we have come
From hell we have risen
To our long loved homes
Our only known heavens

Laboriously we had fought
Till their flanks were outnumbered
Homeward they fled
When our captain had blundered
The victory is theirs
How triumphant they are
But come the time
When the days of war
Are few
And a light shine through
To melt away the memories of war
Like the sun does the dew