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Waterloo

Waterloo
           by Robert (Bob) Moore © 2017

The night before the battle, the soldier would not sleep
thinking of his family, and memories to keep
with thoughts about tomorrow, and where he may be found
when the battle is finally over, and the recall bugles sound

He would think of the lines of soldiers, jackets blazing red
bayonets fixed, and rifle pointed, at the enemy ahead
could he do his duty, march steadfastly toward the foe
or would his nerve desert him, when the order came to go

He hoped that all the training, would jump into his head
and he would do what he must do, and not be among the dead
he knew he was no hero, nor the soldiers by his side
but he would find the courage, it was a soldiers pride

In line we advance toward the foe, pipe and drum, and bugles blow
cannon shot bursting overhead, friends falling all around you dead
you keep moving forward, and do what you must do
to help to win this Battle in this field at Waterloo
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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February 25, 2017 at 11:03 AM
Great write Bob. I wrote a similar poem some time ago called A Soldiers Oath. Yours brought back those thoughts again...
Moore Avatar
February 25, 2017 at 5:27 PM
Thank you Charlie, your encouragement is very gratifying, keep well my friend..
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