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The 1914 to 1918 war
The soldier is so worn and gaunt thinking about the battle he’s fought His rifle clutched in cold damp hands Retracing his fight across the land. The field is quite there’s no sound No shells are crashing to the ground The small arms fire has all gone Just how long...
Remember Remembrance Day
Wear a poppy on the 11th of November And wear it with the greatest of pride In glorious red it will help you remember The unfortunate soldiers who died Remember the bravery of these women and men And at 11am let us pause It's only for a minute, then our life starts...
A remembered Poppy
Where each poppy did fall does a soldier lay for his soul now passed we should pause and pray though many would be the prayers as each flower was a soul when wars end will list those lost by the call of a roll far battles ground that rise and fall soldiers still rest...
Sophie’s Poem
My helmet slips forward hitting my nose, My uniform itches and scratches my skin, My boots let in water soaking my toes The mud in the trenches up to my chin, I hide in the muddy English trench, Exploding bombs land so near, These allies of ours the French, Are...
The Poppy
I am a poppy growing in the ground, There are soldiers all around, After lots of people have quietly passed on, I am still red and living on. I won't be here for all of time, But I am a message to mankind, I am the sign to remember, Your souls will be here forever.
Somme Day Soon (No quarter given)
Tho odds diminish with our mounting dead Small comfort’s gleaned from numbers game at hand Here shakes the ground nearby my pounding head Remiss the thoughts I hold; canst understand? Whilst whistled ‘trr..iiii..ing’ from rounds won’t let me be Each Prayer is for the...