The Sheppard and the Lady

The sheppard and the lady lain,
In a field of golden grain.
The day before he goes away,
Sh lies here begging him to stay.
War bound is he,
She cannot see;
He isn't coming home.
He packs his bags
And away he goes,
They hand him a gun,
And a couple of mags.
Off they go into the night,
Creeping on their toes;
Enemy taken by surprise,
One gets in wearing a guise.
"I'm on your side," says he.
"Okay you follow me."
He thinks of his wife,
Praying she is safe.
He thinks of their long life.
He sees a waif.
He over hears important information
He must soon take action.
He tries to sneak away,
And is shot in the light of day.
His lady stands in the door,
As the priest comes near,
His words were "I'm sorry my dear,"
She cannot take anymore.
She sinks to the ground,
Her sobs the only sound.
She couldn't see,
Coming home wasn't he.