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Poetry from within

“Eyes Left”


With sideways glance they bid a last farewell

Alone in thought among respectful throng

Whilst striding by their image casts a spell

So many, who dared brave to right what’s wrong

Such names engraved in stone and on their hearts

Shown in relief, yet undercover kept

Mean more than chiseled font as work of art

Held memories release sad tears as wept

“Our Sacrifice that all may live in peace”

In silence from the grave, all raise their voice

Remembrance for a time, doth make guns cease

Imparting precious gift of freedom’s choice

Sweet light upon their face will no more dawn

Each one deserving of a ‘Poppy’ worn

Richard Gildea
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