Colin F. Jones


Why did I write these verses; I don’t know
‘Twas not at least to promote myself you know,
Nor even to demean another’s view,
Nor to show the world what it was I knew.
‘Twas not for comment, thanks nor accolades,
For all such things with my brief talent fades.
Nor did I seek to use my brother’s name,
That from their horrors I did seek a fame,
That all the world would know me as the scribe,
Who described the soldier’s soul with naive pride.
God if you are, then spare me from your wrath
For I have walked the circle of life’s path,
And met myself approaching from the gloom,
To join the reason why the flowers bloom.