Remembrance day

by | May 2, 2008 | Poetry | 0 comments

November the 11th, we honour the fallen and remember on that day
On parade or going to church everyone has their own way
Some will march with pride, medals worn proudly on their chest
But what about the others, the ones we don’t see, what about the rest?

George sold his medals long ago when his money was all spent
He now sleeps on the streets, in his little makeshift tent
No marching with his comrades or going on the church parade
He just cowers in the corner still proud but very much afraid

For George survived while others died, he lived to tell their tale
He can remember all their names and recall each face in detail
He lives with his memories and has learnt to survive each day
For him and many others, every day, is Remembrance Day


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