by TeeCee | Sep 12, 2015 | Poetry
He’s home at last, a mother’s son, a fine young man, his duty done; Yet not for him the fond embrace, a loving kiss, a smiling face Or cries of joy to laugh and cheer the safe return of one so dear; It is his lot to show the world a soldier’s fate as flags unfurl And...
by TeeCee | Sep 12, 2015 | Poetry
In the shadow of the peaks on South Arabia’s dusty plain A roofed gate stands, reminder of a half-forgot campaign, When once again our servicemen were called upon to fight, Defending and protecting, (we were told) Great Britain’s might. But not forgotten, ever, by...
by TeeCee | Sep 12, 2015 | Poetry
In the heart of England there’s a place where people go To see the art of sculpture, or maybe wander to and fro Among the many different kinds of stone memorials, where Some visit for remembrance of loved ones and comrades there. And there are many fine memorials and...
