Less fanciful fight

The war will be great they say in God’s grace to me one night But, the fighter planes took off for a far from fanciful flight For a beseeching cry for me to stay as I watched my birthday boy fly his kite But, was woken early by her ‘hurry to’ or the general will bite I dreamt of her for that nightingale night she was such a sorry sight Photo of miss to show them just before the harrowing fight