REMEMBRANCE DAY POEMS

 

By Josie Whitehead

Thundering guns have ceased their cries;

    The stench of death has gone.

Groans of the dying are long since past

    But the memories live on.

 

Each mother’s child was laid to rest

    Within this foreign soil.

Each youthful life was torn to shreds

    Before its full life’s toil.

 

Now in the killing fields they rest

    Their crosses, side by side,

Whilst other sons and daughters sail

    Upon man’s warring tide.

 

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UPON MAN'S WARRING TIDE

Meet Josie

My father - Battle of Somme May 1918.  He returned home luckily.

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JOSIE'S POEMS

By Josie Whitehead

Try: Flower of the Eternal Sleep