Back then the family home was the prize

It’s what they were fighting for

If we could see the world through their eyes

We’d understand their war

Back then it was a different world

And all their gardens were neat

At the local hall they gave swing a whirl

And knew everyone on their street

Back then it was a different kind of fun

It was innocent and yet

You wouldn’t put it past anyone

To make a two up bet

Back then there was honour to uphold

there was some dignity in war

They stuck to their vows to have and to hold

It’s what they were fighting for

© Renee Dallow ( Hybiscus Bloom ) 25/4/2013