Really nice work on 15mm figures. I see the faces, the creases in the clothing. I like the way you dirtied up the bottom of the trousers. I'd be proud to field them.
Just before the battle, Mother,
I was drinking mountain dew.
When I saw the Rebels marching,
To the rear I quickly flew!
Where the stragglers were lying,
Thinking of their homes and wives.
'Twas not the Rebs we feared, dear Mother,
But for our own dear precious lives!
Farewell, Mother, for you'll never
See my name among the slain.
For if I only can skedaddle,
Dear Mother, I'll come home again.