Remembering Ukraine
Where once your smiling
faces chased the sun
Where are your fields now
OH weary ones of war?
Your apron's nourishing
seed feeding your nation
and the world
Now artillery and smoke
have hidden your smiles
The golden vials are
broken
But deep down below
the hardened soil
their seeds are hidden
Tears will sprinkle
the meadows brining
happy faces again 🌻
