It is that day
And it will be that time
When we remember them,
At the eleventh hour,
On this eleventh day,
Of the eleventh month,
We must remember them
And honour them with silence,
Thinking of the lives they gave,
Dying to save our country.
Thinking of their loved ones,
Showing respect for them all.
We will remember them.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Maybe one day the world will live in love.
- Category: special-occasion
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