Safe In Arms

Brightened eyes, my secrets lie not far away
 His medals and his badges are all dull by day
 Many have I an answered plea, my general now I'll often see
 He comes at dawn, out on the lawn, in quiet steps
 With darkened eyes and wounds that bled, have pillow for his weary head
 He lays his body down to rest, among the dogs and gathered nest
 Because he's safe in arms now, what luck have I that I should see
 Safe in arms now, my bloody boy returned to me
 From Jericho back home to me
 He sleeps so deep, so still at peace, and quiet thus
 No frightful dreams, of battle's roar, that shake his trust
 I hope that he, is dreaming on, of better days
 The morning fog, and waking sun, have healing ways
 I'll let him sleep, and soundly lay
 A monument to him I pray
 Because he's safe in arms now, what luck have I that I should see
 Safe in arms now, my bloody boy returned to me
 From Jericho back home to me
 For bruises fade, no traces left, as quick as frost
 And never will, I have to know, a lover lost
 My peace is made, my doubts rolled up, my bed complete
 His waking gaze, and heart and soul, light on my sheets
 Because he's safe in arms now, what luck have I that I should see
 Safe in arms now, my bloody boy returned to me
 From Jericho back home to me.