By Original Work
Swing %s that hammer,
We build the walls in the prison yard,
With family waiting in our hearts,
And one more day.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And bright shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For moments beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So build the walls and play, friends,
With family waiting filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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