Monday, 13 January 2014

Least, we forget.

Least, we forget.

Least, we forget
Our glorious: dead.
As they lay: in icy bed.
Least, we forget
The sun: upon their face.
The toil of their labours, to
save the human race.
Least, we forget
We that are left are humbled
by the lives they led.
Least we forget
The blood that was shed.
As we rest in our homestead.


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