The path to home

With flesh and bone we cross the stone Over the ragged rock we worry not Our feet are tough Our steps are rough We walk forward home Now sun and day no longer stay Our path is set and will be met Our legs are weary Our eyes not teary We prepare forward home Though rock and stone may be our throne And leaves and grass may hold our class The stars are high On our backs we lie We dream forward home While night and packs are on our backs Our heavy weight will guide our fate We trudge on At light of dawn We march forward home When dirt and feet no longer meet Break at home we do not roam Naught to bow We rest now We rest here at home