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Repatriation


Six shoulders bare the coffins’ weight

Twelve hands connect with natural wood

Sixty fingers curl round tight.



Six heads carry a sense of disbelief

Twelve eyes keep front with tears subdued

Reflective without rhyme.



Six saddened hearts share a family’s grief

Twelve feet step with a measured tread

Sixty toes clench in time.



Six hands are ordered for an equal salute

Twelve ears deafened as the engines fed

Rising to cruising height.



Six soldiers stand down at ease

Twelve eyes allow a tears release

Sixty fingers, pray for peace.


Jan Hedger


FootNote: Footnote; for all those soldiers, who have had, and sadly will still have the difficult task of repatriation duties. My heart goes out to you.

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