EIGHTEEN

Eighteen
Some were just eighteen,
When they fell
On that foreign shore.
Eighteen
Oh what might have been,
Never again to step
Through their front door.
Eighteen
Life unseen,
Fallen angels
Sons no more.
Eighteen
Sea breeze keen,
An iron wind
A battles gore.
Eighteen
Forever eighteen,
The day they fell
In that distant war.
Eighteen
Some were just eighteen,
They lie side by side now
Heroes evermore.
Eighteen
Only eighteen,
When they fell
On that foreign shore.

Phil Hall  February 2014