I NEVER KNEW HIM AS GRANDAD ©
© Poetic Writing of Robbie Kennedy Bennett www.rkbpoetry.co.uk

I never knew him as grandad
I loved him, who stood in his place,
I grew up without understanding
Not thinking to picture his face.

In a time of worries and troubles
An age of conflict and war,
Who is the man in the photo?
To my thoughts I open the door.

His regiment was the 4TH Lincoln's
Held captive but made his escape,
Wounded by a bullet in a shoulder
Desperate and in poor shape.

The battlefield he crawled for four days
Drinking water from bottles of dead,
French Officers saw movement in a body
Injured by bullets of lead.

Discharged in 1918
In his regiment he could no longer be,
He was no longer physically able
A young man of just twenty-three.

He lived on to be forty-one
But pneumonia set in and he died,
I never knew him as grandad
Then inside a part of me cried.

© Robbie Kennedy Bennett




POETIC WRITING OF ROBBIE KENNEDY BENNETT ©
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