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Poetry from within
   


Submitted by

Julie Baldwin



WHERE MEMORIES SLEEP


In Flanders fields where memories sleep

In Flanders fieds where the war has reaped

In Flanders fields where war was held

In Flanders fields where the troops loudly yelled.



When the dogs barked, sniffing out the bombs

A ton of troops had already gone

you can hear the fire of the loud guns

A few of the troops decided to run.



When the war started there were Bangs and Booms

When the war ended the poppies bloomed.

Olly Davies aged 9


FootNote: I wanted to share a poem with you it was written by my 9 year son, we hope you enjoy it.