Rememberance Day

On rememberance day we honour all
Each gave their best enduring call
God bless each one for being there
All our service men did their share.

Soldiers young and soldiers old
Fought in wars brave and bold
They fought in air, land and sea
If not for them where would we be.

Some lived while others died
As they fought side by side
They fought many a day and night
Their mission sure, their spirits bright.

Their loved ones bore a great pain
So many thoughts will never wane
We're proud of all the forces who
Fought for the red, white and blue.

We'll never let their special day
Their time of honour slip away
Though we may not know each name
We think of all who fought just the same.


© Hazel
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Palmer Avatar
October 31, 2012 at 11:41 AM
sad,sad Hazel
Connelly Avatar
October 31, 2012 at 2:02 PM
Sad but true Richard.:-)
Kovrlija Avatar
October 29, 2012 at 3:30 AM
So sad and well-written.
Connelly Avatar
October 31, 2012 at 2:00 PM
Thank you Vesna. :-)
Goff Avatar
October 28, 2012 at 9:11 AM
Sad...but true...jimbo
Connelly Avatar
October 28, 2012 at 10:24 AM
Yes that's right James. :-) Hazel
Andresen Avatar
October 27, 2012 at 3:40 PM
Real heroes - very well written in a poem Hazel. - Wishing you a good weekend. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
Connelly Avatar
October 27, 2012 at 4:40 PM
Thank you Anne-Lise, have a good weekend. :-)
Harrell Avatar
October 26, 2012 at 6:05 PM
Yes, I sure do love them. They are so brave, courageous, and sweet. A lot of them don't think of themselves and always put others first. They are a special breed. We sure honor them. Great write, Hazel. Thanks for writing this. Love ya, Toquyen
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October 27, 2012 at 1:11 PM
Thank you Toquyen, yes I believe all service men should be honoured in some way. My own father was in the 39-45 war and was taken prisoner by the Japanese. Hazel.
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