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Every first of every twelfth. We brave the Chelmsford cold. I'd like to say we toast your health. But we can't, if truth be told. It's a day like any other. But it's spent among the graves.
It ends With a room Filled with Family, Friends, Flowers on Your new, Wooden Home, Six-by-two, Lined with Silk, Waiting to Take you Back In an urn, Words of Condolence And Concern, A song, A speech,...
#remembrance I sit beside the pillar With his name engraved To the army generals They're nothing but dead slaves Why did he do it. What was it all for.
#remembrance I crouch inside this muddy trench. Death is a disease. I'm clouded by smoke With a feeling of unease. I hear a scream. A cry. A plea. But none of this Reaches me.
The state of all. That's been before. The bloodied lands. The stains of war. The engraved names. The epitaphs. The statues of. A warmongers craft. The battle fields. Bereft of life. The fallen ones.
Happy birthday mum I wish you were here I wish I could say many happy returns Fill your lonely world with cheer You would have been 80 today Had you not passed away That's pretty good innings Isn't...
In the muddy lands And the places of war A rifle in his hands A battle he saw His friends with him Falling to the ground In the light of night so dim Death all around The bombs and blood An image...
I'm laying here still; the walls are shaking Outside there's history in the making I lost my friend in the battle today There's pain in my heart, it won't go away The outside dirt is falling from the...
Again it comes, The day to remember, Your passing that day, Let our silence be the sender.
#remembrance. It's not a lot to ask for. Just one minute from a year. On the eleventh day of the eleventh month. To show that we all still care. For every fallen soldier. And everyone that's served.
Today we will remember those who gave their lives for us and our country. At 11am we fell silent for one minute to respect and remember every single person who died fighting.
. I won't forget, Nor hide my tears; I will reme mber.
I sit in the memory of Tom, Watching bagpipes and drums, I hear his voice above the crowd, Shooing off a wayward cloud, I remember for him, Sitting in the silent din, Imagining as bombs rained...
When the autumn leaves start falling. I know it's that time again. To make my way down to the memorial. Pay my respects and remember them. The fallen, the departed. Loved ones, dead but not gone.
I will always remember my forefathers, men who fought through times of war. Remember their every sacrifice, at home and upon foreign shores.
No one will truly understand. The sacrifice and hell. That all those we remember. Truly felt. Painful memories haunt. Their living souls each day. Some memories too painful. To say.
Remember remember. The 11th of November. 'Cause men died in war for us. Gas may have killed. And guns may have thrilled. But on the 11of November it stopped. People suffered, got injured and died,.
Today is a day when I will stop to ponder, All the lives lost I will start to wonder, Imagine the lives falling down, Imagine the sadness all around.
For Remembrance Day- Why. Why are we fighting. Why are we killing. Why are we dying. Murderers Is that how we're proclaimed.
I was doing some research into the significance of the Poppy I came across this and wanted to share it with you guys. .
At eleven o'clock, The silence will begin; It is only one minute, To remember what's been. Stop and listen; Put down your phones; Listen to the silence; The peaceful unknown.
We will remember, The warriors of the past, The hero's of the present, In our memories you'll last. We will remember, The pain caused by them, The wounds bled for us, In our memories, our gem.
If it weren't for heroes and those that were scared Those that were orphans left to a life impaired Widows and widowers, their lives torn apart With tears in their eyes but pride in their heart I...
Vibrant crimson heads, Hidden amongst the grass, Shielded from the wind, Waiting for the storm to pass.