My great-grandfather was a tailor, they say Stern of mien, impeccable in his dress I have one picture of him, from 1912 White-bearded, thin, resting on the family porch
My great-grandfather was made a prisoner of war At Sailor’s Creek, for he had found the wrong side And the government found his children for other wars The Aisne in 1918, Zwickau in 1945, the Vam Co Tay in 1970
There are few tailors now, but lots of soldiers - Maybe we are all prisoners of war
Cf. Sailor’s Creek / Sayler’s Creek / Saylor’s Creek, 6 April 1865.
Sailor's Creek. And I'm all for a cease-fire HERE.