The Measure of Worth…

by | Sep 15, 2009 | Poetry | 0 comments

‘The flooers were laid, the piper played
For peace on earth we bowed and prayed.’

Those sons, and daughters, we have lost
Were what the fight for freedom cost.
Yet, you, were what we valued most
No greater treasure could one boast.
Though memories never fade of you
Each morning brings such promise too.
You left this island, and would return
Admired, and loved, by everyone.
Though with the passing of the years
There would be many lonely tears…

They sacrificed their lives for us
Thus, proved the measure of their worth.


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