This is for remembrance week A soldiers story Do not see me - TopicsExpress



          

This is for remembrance week A soldiers story Do not see me as I am now A bent old man with wizened brow But close your eyes and picture me As the man I used to be Tall and straight and in my prime Another place, another time Your country needs you was the cry There were so many such as I All were loyal, brave and true, In uniforms of every hue. They died in fields of filth and mud Marble streaked with bright red blood. I felt so proud when they gave to me A medal for my gallantry It did not matter I could not see Them pin that hard won badge on me My fight was o’er, the battle won I could be with my wife and son Now the only thing I see Is just a vivid memory Of broken bones and dying screams Cannons roar and shattered dreams My medal I could no longer save It’s value less than what I gave.. I pray that when these words you read You will, my son, at last take heed. I fought to live that much is true But I also fought for you Let not my sacrifice be in vain Don’t turn away from me in shame Buy a poppy, wear it with pride Remember now all those who died And those who still live on as well And suffer yet wars’ fiery hell And promise, when you look at me You see the man I used to be.
Posted on: Tue, 05 Nov 2013 09:21:30 +0000

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