A Soldier's Son Was Born Today

[william williams]

and so they remembered
I wrote three years ago after a funeral up north that I attended twenty years ago


And so they remembered ©

The cattle men knew him for many years,
as he moved in and out amongst those Coolabah trees.
But there were also other men that knew him,
from years long ago in the battle fields of German.
In winter, when the ground was minus ten.

And there were others that knew him in Korea when that ground
was covered in ice and snow and he wrap his blanket
around them and he shielded them with his ground sheet
while the rain came tumbling down, for they were his mates.

In Germany and Korea, though they were different places
and at different times, things were not much different then.
This time, a grenade, last time a mortar bomb, but that awful painful damage
was much the same for they were men, wounded, crying out in pain
As he did his best to help his mates to ease that awful pain.

The pain, the cold, it was all that they all remembered during those war torn days.
And now he lay, there in that little bush hospital while all the old bush men
gathered, and there amongst them, were men who had came from near and far.
Men, who were once, battle weary diggers from Germany and Korea.

They were men, men who knew both pain and cold.
Men who remembered what he had done. And this day, was the day
that they all feared most as it hung heavy in their heart.
It was the day that they would carry him to the cemetery,
wrapped in his beloved army great coat to protect him from the cold.

writer Bill Williams

[Heather]

Bill, I guess the moral is, that no matter where it is, war is hell.

Thanks Trisha.

Heather

[thestoryteller]

A short but meaningful selection of verses Heather. A lad needs his father.

The Storyteller.