Come with me she said
To a place where shadows go
And I will entreat the dead
To gather us to our eternal bed

Come with me
We will hear the daffodils
When guns of war are silenced
Entreat us home
Where we may rest our weary souls

Follow me through fields of snow
Where ghostly shadows are cast
And all the fallen go
There will I entreat the dead
To bring us home again

©Cate Derham

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