by | Nov 5, 2015 | Poetry | 0 comments

Reading out loud, my son said to me
England needs us all,
Mum, please don’t cry”
Everyone has to help,
Many will come forward, and
Boys will be men “
Running down the road to sign his name,
And telling me” they’ve all done the same”
Now it’s been 2 long years
Can’t read the telegram through the tears,
England needed him but not as much as me.


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