The baker’s boy with his black stone found himself pitilessly killed.
He was, however, a lucky fellow in death.
Dame War opens a stairway for those who die on her watch. A soldier must be quick. Heaven’s door shuts on the fighter who dallies.
The boy’s soul let go his flesh and gladly leaped up that stair.
How that lad’s sweetheart mourned!
She and their infant son went to live with the dead soldier’s old ma.
Mother and grandmother raised his child to be a fine man.