When the war to end them all began
She was nine years old to the day
And that week, in the dark of night
the soldiers took her father away.

There was no way he could stay he said
He had to go and fight
So he could make a far off country safe again
And make everything alright.

They looked up at the stars above
And he made a promise to ease the pain.
He’d gaze upon the moon in the sky
And know his little girl saw the same.

When the train departed that evening
To her mother’s arm she clung
And while she listened to the train rattle away
The moon brightened where it hung.

The ink ran from his letters
That they received once week.
The words he wrote made him sound brave
but really he felt meek.

When the war to end them all intensified
She was ten years old to the day
And that week, in the dark of night
The Grim Reaper took her father away.