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Serried Rows of Crosses

The landscape changed From peace to bloody war A hellish muddy landscape Those men had to endure And when war was ended The living had moved on The dead remained on parade To forever guard the Somme The landscape changed From bloody war to peace A sombre mark of the passing Of those who fell before the cease Serried ranks of white crosses Marking those who stayed To be forever remembered These fallen comrades on parade

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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