My Valentine's Day
I wrote an open letter I said 'I love you' today But the target of my affection Was not a boyfriend.
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I wrote an open letter I said 'I love you' today But the target of my affection Was not a boyfriend.
#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.
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.
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.
Thinking about the brave armed forces past and present,who fought and are fighting for our nation,no matter what the purpose or where they may be,they are all bravely fighting and doing there job and...
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.
Today is just like any other But not for me and my ghostly brothers Today we'll all look down on you And feel remembrance proud and true At our lofty barracks we'll dress in fine And hear your...
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...
On the 11-11 1918, WW1 finished. Lots of people's lives did too. My great-grandfather served with some of those hero's that we lost. His birthday is the 11-11.
When I buy a poppy I expect it to last Not fall off within the hour that has passed I've donated a small fortune in the last two days For an inadequate poppies to loose there way Its not how I put...
On a night in November for sixty-odd years An old man would come and order two beers He'd only drink one, left the other alone Then he'd quietly leave and make his way home The barman was watching,...
#poppyrememberance The trenches they dug, The training they trained, The wars they fought, The life they sacrificed.
Battle grounds marked out The soldiers return for one last bout The scars they have gathered ... Hidden well out of sight Keeping their thoughts, memories and feelings in the shadows ...
The green branches and Colorful flowers flutter Softly in the wind. The ribbons blow softly and overlap. It's here where they weep. It's here where they don't know. It's here where they don't forget.
(just to note, I wrote this as a point of view from straight after WW1) Violent delights, End in violent terms, Peace is achieved with the battle of guns. With or without honour.
She opened her coat to reveal a surprise Bikini bottoms,stockings up to her thighs. And round her waist a utility belt I cannot explain to you exactly how I felt.
Without really meaning to, he gave her an angry scowl.