Shoot the horses and Pack your bags
Bury the dead and Lower the flag
Shed a tear for our fallen friends
War is over its come to an end
Sail away to the coast of Dover
Thank the Lord the war is over
To a land absent of young men
Where families will need to rebuild again
Our beautiful green land full of tears
Who will ever know their hidden fears
For that was war plain and simple
Not a time to quip or whimper
To tell our story and have our say
For our tomorrow they gave their today
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Author:
grange_m (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem in memory of my great grand father, who fought in world war 1, and in fact he never stopped fighting it.
- Category: Sad
- Views: 44
- Users favorite of this poem: melisa alpizar, smilersam
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Comments2
Just stunning!!!
incredible. i love this
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