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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Does your coat keep you warm and dry my dearest friend as you lay still and silent, Did your metal helmet protect you on ruined fields as God called and took you away, Did it hurt when you dropped to your knees and your blood soaked into already wet mud, As you dropped from your knees face down forever, did you see your loved ones again. I will stay by your side and keep you company, waiting until the angels come for you, Do you know it's near spring the sun will soon have some warmth and dry our clothes, In your last spite of sorrowful desolating memories, did you go back to your home and friends, And if you went home , did you smell the thick cut grass along old lanes and hold your sweetheart. Do you remember when we were young, just last year, can you remember that long ago, And the different days with our sweethearts, walking in beautiful warm spring days, We strolled many miles into distant dales, villages and across the wild brown moors, We sat by a moorland stream talking important talk, of our future working the land. Soon the bugles will sound, the same loud bugles that brought you to this last place, If I ever go home I will see your father, and break his heart, you were his only son, Like a brother I will always remember, we have seen much so quickly in these bad days, Walking away my feet sink in churned mud and filth, I will tell his dad gallant lies.
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