The Soldier’s Wife

He watched the tears stream down her face,

Many miles he will roam.

Tears of sorrow at their parting.

Always seeking to come home.

“We have been called away” he said.

Many miles he will roam.

For the war is on our border.

Always seeking to come home.

And so she sighed and wiped her eyes.

Many miles he will roam.

And watched their horses away.

Always seeking to come home.

They rode and rode for many days.

Many miles he will roam.

To meet their foe on once-green fields.

Always seeking to come home.

And always he held on to love.

Many miles he will roam.

To carry him through darkest nights.

Always seeking to come home.

He found solace in memories

Many miles he will roam.

Thinking of happy times with her

Always seeking to come home.

And when time came to draw his blade.

Many miles he will roam.

He whispered her name to the wind.

Always seeking to come home.

Both sides, they clashed and hacked and slew

Many miles he will roam.

Until the fields were green no more.

Always seeking to come home.

And still with her, his thoughts, they lay.

Many miles he will roam.

Though red rivers flowed from his blade.

Always seeking to come home.

But with the battle nearly done.

Many miles he will roam.

His guard did slip for long enough.

Always seeking to come home.

A sharp pain pierced him to the soul.

Many miles he will roam.

And he felt his life ebb away.

Always seeking to come home.

And as he died on bloody field.

Many miles he will roam.

Her name died on his lips as well.

Always seeking to come home.

And her pain joined his when word came.

Many miles he will roam.

His hero’s death meant naught to her.

Always seeking to come home.

And all she wished amidst her pain.

Many miles he will roam.

To join their love for ever more.

Always seeking to come home.