It was all patriotic

For King and country

Ringing in their ears

They were prepared

Until the day came and the rains fell, mud caked, cold bit and the gas choked

 Whistles blew for them to climb, breach the trench walls and blood began to flow

As they felt the thousands of metal shards speeding by, slicing, piercing; killing

In their prime; on those fields they ran out of time far too early, far to young

In our celebrations remember them 

In our freedom mourn them

As their families would 

Mothers, Fathers

Wives, Children

Those soldiers sacrifice

Their bravery, their deaths

That gave us our freedom

A heavy price to pay


Copyright © JRFC October 2018
Image By Pixabay, modified by JRFC

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