For Remembrance Sunday
Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2016 9:10 am
The regiments of men, inch perfect, stand in line
Unflinching in the weather, wind, snow, rain and shine
The place they stand is green and beautifully kept,
The watchers wipe their eyes from tears that they have wept.
White headstones they all are, as far as eyes can see,
Lives laid down for country and for people to be free.
Walking through the graveyard, reading names and dates below
The young, the old, and boys who lied so they could go
One wonders how they felt at what they had to see
Dulce et decorum est, pro patria mori
Lest we forget