by Eleanor Broaders | Mar 29, 2009 | Poetry
My son’s goin To a war zone And nothing can make Me feel better. I thought in my way I was doin ok Till the Army They sent me a letter. Don’t worry it said We know what to do when he’s dead We’ll be there for him When it matters. He won’t be buried alone For we’ll fly...
by Eleanor Broaders | Jul 1, 2007 | Poetry
Son I have nothing to give You, except my love And courage and hope. Remember, when courage Seems to fade, have hope, When hope seems to dim, Hold my love to light your way. Take care my son Love always...
by Eleanor Broaders | Jul 1, 2007 | Poetry
He stood amongst the soldiers on parade At ease and proud and battle-hardened A man whose life had just begun and Remembered, a boy, playing in a garden. Toy soldiers lined up on the grass And sat in jeeps and dug out holes Paras rappelled from washing lines Marines...
by Eleanor Broaders | Jun 26, 2007 | Poetry
Last night I dreamed I searched the tired faces Of the soldiers as they marched You were not there. They marched in file In unit and battalion You were not there. Through a sea of camouflage Desert khaki, dress blues and kilts You were not there. I asked the...
by Eleanor Broaders | Jun 26, 2007 | Poetry
I want to ask you So many things The price of cheese And diamond rings What are they selling In the shops? Do you use drinking water To wash your socks? Does the sand get everywhere Remember North Pier? Do you dream at night Of pints of beer? Do you see the same stars...
