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November 2017

Remembrance 2017

In Flander’s mud
they paid the price
shed their blood
left behind their lives
Lying still in Flander’s fields
Where crosses mark their days
A hundred years have passed
And still the fight goes on
You see it in the faces
And in young-old soldiers’ eyes
Memories of comrades
how they lived
and where they died
We owe a debt
that can’t be paid
to each and every one
though they surely say
There is no debt
they gave it all
with free and willing heart

 

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Whispers

The voice whispers
come closer
draw nigh
I will tell you all my secrets
by and by
Step by step I venture
to the beckoning dark
drawing ever closer
watching for a mark
Just a little nearer
the ghostly whisper sighs
now just at the threshold
where mysteries abide
In eternal darkness
I seek but never find
answers to the questions
asked within my mind

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