Wednesday, 25 April 2012


They shall not grow old,
as we that are left grow old:

Age shall not weary them,
nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun
and in the morning

We will remember them.

Lest we Forget.

1 comment:

  1. such a moving poem.
    I find it hard to watch anything about these wars because I know it is all real and not just fiction - they must have suffered so much.