Stand Too ................. Remembrance day

All day had been spent in the trenches
The boy had been busy
His knife now blunt yet he was happy
The name was written
The gun all gleaming

The black hands had done their fill
And the boy was ready
The bullet had been named
And the boy was ready
He would sleep well tonight

A dream of the morning hate came to his reality
Stand too !!!
Stand too !!!
And the boy was ready

He took his position on the fire step
And the boy was ready
Fire ....
Fire .....
Fire ......
A white ashen man stepped down

My great Uncle never told me anymore about that day
Nor of the atrocities that were bestowed on him
Yet the few photo's I have sit proud on my wall at home
Along with his medals

We will remember them