I woke up at dawn this morning…

Following on from my blog yesterday, a poem for Willie.

 

I woke up at dawn this morning 

Wondering what it was like, there in France 

To ‘go over the top’ in the darkness

And never to return to the dance.

 

woke up at dawn this morning 

And thought of my great uncle at war

He’d survived for so long, against all of the odds

So young and loving…and more.

 

I woke up at dawn this morning

One hundred years to the day

When ‘over the top’ he went, as required

Never to return to the fray.

 

I woke up at dawn this morning 

And thought long and hard of his duty

In hell on earth he struggled so hard

For King and Country, but no beauty.

 

I woke up at dawn this morning

And thought of his sacrifice

How truly remarkable it was for so many

And all such a ‘roll of the dice’.

 

I woke up at dawn this morning

Still in the warmth of my bed

And mused on his thoughts, on his last day on earth

Going round and round in his head.

 

I woke up at dawn this morning 

And prayed for his soul in that mud

And thanked the Almighty for what he had given 

In spilling, for us, his blood.

 

I woke up at dawn this morning 

And got on with my life, as you do

All praise to Willie for what you gave

For me to be here – thanks to you.

Author: OMITBDF

Yes, its me...

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