They come in the dark

Their visits are more regular now

I don’t know why

They haven’t been around for years, 50 years

They are there sitting on the foot of my bed

Standing at the doorway

Looking in my window

No one talks, they just stare into the glow my heart shows

My heart beats, theirs no more

They are the seven that stayed

I am the one that came home

Every night they visit now

Sleep abandons me

They want me to return to the field where they fell

Maybe soon my friends

We will all be solders at peace

And we will all sleep again