Our Marching Field

by Jimbiny Lupin-Wood

This is just a sentimental piece I wrote. It's our's and it's always going to be our's.

Our Marching Field

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It's a field
With some lines
It's a place
That we love

It's a hope
And some dreams
All rolled
Into one

It's a picture
That's painted
In all of
Our minds

It's a love
That we share
And it builds
In our hearts

It's a field
With some lines
It's a place
That we love

It's our's...
It's our marching field.

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