The Fallen
Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2016 1:14 pm
REMEMBRANCE SUNDAY
I think of others when thinking of you
my dear grandpa
The sacrifice made by so many
They marched for the cause
Like lambs to the slaughter
Some mere boys
The suffering ~ the torture ~the pain
Enough to drive any man insane
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Thousands of bodies dead or maimed
Others where only limbs remained
This the humanity of man?
One can almost feel their grief
Their sorrow ~ the silent tears they cried
The sleepless nights
Enough to rip the heart of any man
Wear your poppy with pride
Every year we honour the dead
The price they paid to let us live
And now today 100 years on
What have we learned? it still goes on
Today grandpa Daniel
I honour you for your bravery
Wounded yet went back to fight again
Killed in action 28/09/1918
Buried in France
Sleeping now the darkness behind
His hell was over~tears burned his eyes
His mother was there with arms open wide
The price they paid to let us live
And now today 100 years on
What have we learned? it still goes on
Today grandpa Daniel
I honour you for your bravery
Wounded yet went back to fight again
Killed in action 28/09/1918
Buried in France
Sleeping now the darkness behind
His hell was over~tears burned his eyes
His mother was there with arms open wide
