Can You Hear Their Footsteps?

 Can You Hear Their Footsteps?

I can hear them marching, Mummy..

right there in the street

there's Grandad and Uncle

and I see my Dad's big feet.

Left, right.. left, right..

Oh, they do look strong

Left, right, left, right 

That's Dad's favourite song.

Their uniforms are different

why are they not the same?

Weren't they all together..

I wonder who's to blame.

Oh, look, they're coming closer

I hope they do see me.

Mummy why are you crying?

Grandad says I'll soon be free.

I can hear their footsteps

They are very close to me

I'm off to join the soldiers

I'll be marching and be free. 

She laid her son to rest, beside their family - 

four brave soldiers, marching evermore.

© Crissouli 2021