I OFFER THESE WORDS OF WISDOM,
TO YOU MY BELOVED SON,
THERE IS NO GLORY IN WAR,
NO BATTLES TO BE WON.

YOU MAY NEVER UNDERSTAND,
THE THINGS THAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH,
PLEASE MY CHILD, DON'T TRY TO WALK,
ONE MILE IN MY SHOE.

I SURVIVED THE COMBAT,
BUT NOW I'M GETTING OLD.
REMEMBER TO TELL YOUR CHILDREN,
THE TRUE STORIES I HAVE TOLD.

PLEASE DON'T LET MY MESSAGE,
DIE ALONG WITH ME,
PASS ON TO THEM MY SON,
THAT WAR IS PURE AGONY,

THOUGH IT MAY SEEM A NOBLE CAUSE,
MY CHILD I WANT YOU TO KNOW,
THAT IF YOU WERE CALLED TO WAR,
I WOULD BEG YOU NOT TO GO.

REMEMBER ALWAYS MY DEAR BOY,
YOU MEAN THE WORLD TO ME,
AND IN THIS LIFE, YOU MY SON,
ARE MY GREATEST LEGACY.
 

BY:   CHRIS WOOLNOUGH