There we stood
two hundred strong
the sun smiled
at us in silence
There we stood
to attention - at ease - easy
remembering those
who did just that a century ago
Words do not matter
at a time like that
Just a plaster
on old wounds
I looked around
after the wreaths
were laid
and the prayers said
A rainbow
beyond the estuary
a more potent symbol
than any mortal words
What would they
have given to only
once more
see the hills again
Crowned by
near wintery
grey palls
over the endless moor
For King and Country
A land fit for heroes
They gave their today
Are we worthy of our tomorrow?
There we stood
in a benign November sun
Their names on bronze tablets
as the Last Post rang out
We will remember them
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