valley view gazes, reflect opposing hill
two armies and a lush green field, ready and still
awaiting for orders even though outmatched
lined along the hillside all ready to be dispatched
rows of red coats as far as the eye could see
struck a moment in time where I wish I could flee
until he road with valiant strides to the battle front
boasting an air of charisma for an enemy he will confront
with a grin on his face and death in his eyes, he raised his gun up high
the signal had been given as a thousand lead balls flew by
and as the battle raged on and down to the valley floor
Wellington's men were ready and hungry to settle the score
with the smell of gun powder wisping into the air
we checked our clothes and our limbs to see if it was still there
then the calvery swept in with thier steele blades free
cutting down our brothers and adding to the debris
both sides seemed strong as cannon shots rained in the sky
when the sounds of thunder seemed to roar nearby
from dawn to dusk we had been pushing long and hard
to suddenly see the sight of the Prussians bombard
we had been outflanked, discourage filled our hearts
for we had been campaigning and adding land to our charts
to now see it crumble, Napoleon's final debut
for he was defeated here in 1815 at the battle of waterloo
Gold trophy winner
Adding your comment:
The picture with it is perfect, too 
Dee
