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My Billy

My Billy. My Billy, bravest of the brave, Fought metal tooth and iron cross. Through Flanders field of bleedin’ red And on to mourn their loss. My Billy, full of life and love, A boy still to his Mam, Left far behind these cobbled shores To fight the beast in man. This trench, this tomb, this hellish hell. No mortal eye should see. My Billy, broken limb from life, Lies far away from me. One hundred years, one million tears, One memory thought anew, My Billy, bravest of the brave, Gave freedom back to you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 7/2/2015 8:48:00 AM
Awesome poem He did what he had to do for me and for you. GOD know this too.
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Date: 6/17/2015 5:02:00 PM
So sad very sad & still they go & die generation after generation on foriegn soil. Light & Love
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Date: 5/24/2015 7:31:00 AM
Truly exceptional epitaph, heart-touching affection effectively conveyed in perfect words and lines. A gem of poetic art.
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Wayne Riley
Date: 5/24/2015 11:34:00 AM
Thank you so very much for your wonderful comment. I really appreciate it. I am so glad you enjoyed it. I look forward to reading your work too.