You, so unprepared, so unready,
That the boy dressed as a man, is asked to say “Cheese” and put all faith in God.
As you adjust your cap and tighten your tie,
Your Mother reminds herself,
No, I won’t cry.
It’s off to the boys in blue, off to the war.
You’ll learn about crying and dying, and so much more.
When you look at the moon and find hope in a star,
Your mother is doing the same,
You’re not very far.
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