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Poetry from within

Submitted by

Vicki Stone

The Cemetery Poem

A sea of grey

What a price to pay

A long time has passed,

but our memories should last.

Rows of the very brave,

their lives they gave.

They died for us,

their bodies lie in the graves today,

most still nameless.

So wear your poppy with pride,

for all those brave men who died.


Adam Stone

FootNote: This is a poem my son Adam wrote in Primary school a few years ago, just found it whilst having a sort out and thought Id share it.