The Wind will Never Forget

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The Wind will Never Forget The Wind will Never Forget

Poem by: steven cooke

Genre: War and Military

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Poem by: steven cooke

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Genre: War and Military

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WW1 Remembrance. Lest we forget

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WW1 Remembrance. Lest we forget

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Submitted: November 09, 2012

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The tears of life now sleep with them

 

the guns have found their silence.

 

These fields of war are now in peace,

 

only the poppies remain

 

 

 

These red petals that cover this land

 

with remembrance of yesterday,

 

of the suffering and pain,

 

for our lads have passed this way.

 

 

 

These brave boys

 

Who bore their innocence

 

to this thing we call war

 

who renounced their gift of life for us

 

 

 

Strangers to you and me

 

yet more dearer to our souls than family

 

for here lies the cross of Jesus

 

the pain of everyman

 

 

 

That sacrifice that only youth can give

 

their epitaph is our peace

 

The rose of England bows its head

 

in reverence and humbled grace

 

and may god bless all of them

 

 

 

For our boys were the roses

 

that flowered in every village

 

the Jack’s and Jimmie’s

 

the Tom’s and the Bert’s

 

No more footsteps for mother to hear

 

their laughter stolen by the wind

 

all quiet now in village square

 

 

 

But on a wall in a foreign land

 

their names are lovingly remembered.

 

Grandchildren shout their names with pride

 

for they are the seeds of England

 

 this immortal rose cannot die

 

for they were beautiful

 

 

 

And we who are alive

 

you who take the time to stop

 

who bow your heads in silence

 

will feel their pain

 

 

 

Feel the pain of Nations grief

 

as the petals fall from above

 

and we will remember life

 

for life is what they gave to us

 

 

 

The poppies that grow in Flanders field

 

are reminders of those who have no grave

 

and our tears will remember them too.

 

We who live in freedom,

 

because of them, because of them.

 

 

 


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