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Poppy Day Poem by Jock Love

  • Posted on 02 Nov 2021
  • 02 min read

War is Over, Our Spirits Gone…

Belgium soil
In Flanders Fields,
We dug down deep.
Where shells and bombs 
Might not reach.
We lived in mud and filthy water,
Below deaths bugle call…
and mans lust.
For senseless… slaughter.
Having won the day, there are those of us, who still now lay.
Half a million souls interred…
In Belgium soil.
Within, which you’ve let us sleep

Our bones forever, safe you keep.


Giajl © Jim Love

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