.2. Little Drummer Poem by David Threadgold

.2. Little Drummer



The field of battle canons smoke
Midst tunics blue and red
A lonely little drummer boy
Beats hide among the dead

The order was to stand his ground
As many soldiers ran
There never was a braver boy
This day became a man


© 2008 David Threadgold
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