Old Soldiers

Old Soldiers Poem Lionel Derbyshire Old soldiers not born for war at all. Father's brave and cold Send into battle And defend.. Home made men with chili courage Gallant audacious and courageous Very valuabe to their children Never had a chance To be good cuddle daddy's They were alone and in fear And no one near The enemy bullet pierced them And they bled and bled And trembled tremble Who sent them out there ? Tremble tremble Did they care ? Quiver and shudder They left the home Leaving wife 'n child Waiting their blank return Their famliy field's are green And their home is painted within. Old Soldiers Camaraderie in the war Trenched , trampled , bruised in battle Wounded father soldiers bravely fought Returned in batches of boxes instead Their courage.. Their hard fight. Rewarded only In memory of medals. " the last thing Billy done for me ... was to paint the wall .. and hang our portrait above the dinner wall before he left for war " Only a cleft is left In the lonely heart Of the soldier's wife .. And his name coldly Embossed in marble 6 feet under in a cemetry. Old soldier's did not Want a war.