The Battle of Vimy Ridge
To All Who Gave Their Lives For Freedom!!
Son of Arras was Vimy Ridge,
Canadian front battleground,
Diversion for the French Nivelle
Defeat the German Sixth Army.
Three thousand Five and ninety eight
Saw not a sunset err again
After their battle had been won
As seven thousand wounded did.
Divisions four of Canada,
First time united, took the prize.
On their twelfth day "the pimple" fell
In April nineteen seventeen.
Today in soils at Vimy Ridge
The dead lie as in Flanders Fields.
They feel no sun, they know no night,
But Canada remembers them.
W.C.Hull © 2009-8-7-765 (D)
Copyright © W.C. Hull | Year Posted 2017
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