Christmas Day in No-Mans Land Christmas day 1914, peaceful and still Two forlorn figures walk in no-man’s land Meeting each other midway on the hill Hostilities gone with a shake of the hand Always forced to drink from war’s poison chalice Thinking their likes were the deadliest foes But their eyes display no hatred or malice Just timid affection as confidence grows Sitting there eating chocolate, having a smoke Showing photos of loved ones in their homeland They’ve both learned that war is no bloody joke But they manage to raise a smile as they stand With a swift embrace, and eyes full of sorrow They walk back to their lines to do battle tomorrow Tom Porter
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 12:00:00 +0000
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