In a faraway land <br />where spirits roam freely <br />fields are green <br />and silent <br />now <br /> <br />I often dream <br />of companions <br />who fell <br />and lie silent <br />in valleys <br />far from home <br /> <br />rest in peace <br />comrades<br /><br />Michael Pruchnicki<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/green-fields-4/
