The Steadfast Tin Soldier
Part 4
The paper boat span round
Until it was full of rain
But the tin soldier remained
Steadfast
With thoughts of the pretty dancer
He hoped to see again.
He plunged through the dissolving boat
Into the mouth of a trout,
But the steadfast tin soldier
Stood erect,
His rifle at his shoulder.
A sudden flash like a lightning bolt
And the fish was opened wide
And there was a gasp of surprise
At the tin soldier inside.
He was placed beside
A box of tin soldiers
From where he could see
A paper fort
And a pretty
Paper dancer
Balancing
On one leg.
The soldier’s paint had flaked away
His bayonet was gone
No child would want to play
With him – the soldier’s life was done.
He was tossed
Into the terrible heat
At the centre of a fire
But the steadfast tin soldier
Stood erect,
His rifle at his shoulder.
Suddenly a door opened
And a powerful gust of wind
Seized the pretty dancer
And blew her into the stove
Where she burst into a dazzling flame
As the tin soldier melted away.
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