In fields where shadows linger long,
The echoes of the past still sing,
A mournful, yet resilient song,
Of battles fought and hearts that cling.

Beneath the sky, once torn by fire,
The earth now holds the stories told,
Of dreams consumed by war’s desire,
And courage forged in hearts of gold.

Through whispered winds, the tales endure,
Of sacrifice and silent tears,
As time moves on, the scars mature,
Yet memory guards what once was dear.

In peace’s embrace, we seek to mend,
The wounds etched deep by war’s cruel hand,
With hope, our broken hearts defend,
A future built on love’s command.