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On the Beach
It wasn't a day at the seaside Or a ride on a merry-go-round But allied troops on the landings On Normandy's deadly ground Bodies littered the beaches Brought down in a hail of lead The cries of the wounded pierced the air As many lay dying or dead They died on the...
Petals on the Ground
Our brothers, sons and fathers who fought the great world war They lost their lives in battle amidst the blood and gore They fought so hard so we could live, they fought for truth and peace Their only dream was of the day hostilities would cease When the war was over...
A Crimson Red Poppy
A crimson red poppy bright and bold, with an interesting untold story to behold In the dull grey crowd, the poppies stand proud. A kaleidoscope of ruby red, remembrance of where dead soldiers bled. Touching soldiers souls with mourn and miss, one more husband not to...
Foreign Fields
The morning mist surrounds my world As cordite fills the air Can I stand another day Or will I just despair Exploding shells are all around My mates are falling fast I do not think their gallantry Could ever be surpassed Whistles blow it's time to go To save or seal...
My Thanks
I didn't know who you were Or even where you fell But I thank you for my today And for my tomorrow as well.
I’ve Got One In (A tribute to Albert a Fulham fan)
‘Mine's a light and bitter’, Albert would say. ‘I’ve got one in,’ before the fray. I’m here in my corner, reading my paper, Checking that life’s still in order. Ready to talk to my many friends, Never thought it would come to an end. ‘I’m from Battersea Dogs Home’...