Wounded Soldier

Wounded soldier, just how do you fare?
You look in need of one's tender care
Those bruises from battle, so black and blue
Cuts from the warfare that's so hard on you
I'll bandage your head and hold your hand
Until sleep carries you off to another land
Just close your eyes and dream of home
Dream happily, that you are never alone
And when darkness takes you away from me
Have hope that you'll depart me painlessly
My wounded soldier, oh how do you fare?
Among those in Heaven, I know you are there