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Poetry from within

Submitted by

Joy Gibson - Teacher

In The War

As 11 o' clock strikes

the field is full of silence.

No-one surrounding me

I want to go back home

I can't, the dead are stopping me.

Now that I'm alone I don't feel so brave

I want to turn around

but I don't feel strong enough,

but I don't feel brave enough

Can I sit by your gravestone?

I've got some questions in my head

What was it like in World War 1?

What is it like being dead?

Then I know I'm talking to the dead

What's happening to my head?

What should I do if there's a World War 2?

A pupil

Holne Chase Primary School, Bletchley

FootNote: I attach a couple of our young children’s WW1 poetry (they are writing as a young soldier at the front) I hope that you will be able to publish them. The children really immersed themselves in the lives of our brave young heroes and thoroughly appreciated the extreme hardships they endured for us all during the war.