The Kid Has Gone To The Colors | A WWI Poem

Hello, everyone! Today I bring forth yet another published poem from the book Great Poems of the World War edited by W.D Eaton. This poem, in particular, is quite beautifully written, and there is so much I love about it. Written by William Herschell, it is simple yet powerful. I do hope you enjoy today’s piece, and remember, you can submit your own as well:

The Kid has Gone to the Colors

William Herschell
In the Indianapolis News

The Kid has gone to the Colors
And we don’t know what to say;
The Kid we have loved and cuddled
Stepped out for the Flag today.
We thought him a child, a baby,
With never a care at all,
But his country called him man-size
And the Kid has heard the call.

He paused to watch the recruiting
Where, fired by the fife and drum,
He bowed his head to Old Glory
And thought that it whispered: “Come!”
The Kid, not being a slacker,
Stood forth with patriot-joy
To add his name to the roster–
And God, we’re proud of the boy!

The Kid has gone to the Colors;
It seems but a little while
Since he drilled a schoolboy army
In a truly martial style.
But now he’s a man, a soldier,
And we lend him listening ear,
For his heart is a heart all loyal,
Unscourged by the curse of fear.

His dad, when he told him, shuddered,
His mother– God bless her! –cried;
Yet, blest with a mother-nature,
She wept with a mother-pride.
But he whose old shoulders straightened
Was Granddad– for memory ran
To years when he, too, a youngster,
Was changed by the Flag to a man!

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