The Old Man Stood Proud

The Old Man Stood Proud

The old man stood proud

He remembered the Great War in which he fought

Many of his young friends fell or badly injured

He relived those images too horrific to describe or tell

Maybe so indescribable

The bloodiest horror movie

Mankind fought and starred in

He wished it had not been a reality

Those damaged physically and mentally

Those injuries people did not see

Some were shot for desertion

We know it now as PTSD

I am proud of those that fought for the privileged life we live

The old man stood proud

He thought of his young friends until his dying day

I am proud you were my Grandad

You lived to tell some of your terrible tales

The rest you took with you

Remain forever untold

We are proud of you

We won’t forget Grandad

Toria

26/4/2021