From being a young boy crying on the edge of my bed, With salted tears and a longing for love, a strange feeling of unrest, Feeling like...

It's getting dark, he'll not be long, I'm shaking with fear, shall I run? I hear the mumbling outside, Asking neighbours for a fight, I...

This poem was written by Wayne Stubbs and read out by war hero Simon Weston. it shows the love, loss, and friendships a soldier goes...