Unsung Heroes

How many unknown heroes are sleeping now Silently resting in this field once ploughed Tiny white markers on each tended grave Thankful flowers from those they saved In this field lie a million stories Tales of pain, loss and unknown glory Brothers, sons and fathers each dear to someone Shrouded now in darkness, taken away by war's gun Close your eyes and imagine how it was that last day As bullets flew and cannons roared, with lives they'd pay They stayed and did not choose to run Those heroes now so very long unsung Tales of bravery left unsaid Just names on a paper, saying they were dead "Killed in Action" "Lost at Sea" Words more than that, would never be I wander slowly between each silent row Sensing the pain and deep sorrow For one of those unknown heroes was my Grandad Along with ten of the best friends he ever had All died together, each trying to save the other one None of them survived to greet the rising sun My Grandmother received a letter, a medal and a flag Along with personal effects tucked neatly in his old kit bag Copies of letters he lovingly wrote Such sadness brought a lump to your throat Tears flowed like rivers that never ran dry Pain would always be seen deep within her eye I remember that awful day so very well That's why his story I am trying to tell Of his unselfish bravery left unsung I have the need to shout out and tell everyone I know that many have someone they lost this way In a war fought for democracy and freedom to stay Remember their bravery and their great sacrifice To ensure what we have, they paid the ultimate price Turning to look back at each of the graves I whisper my thank you for all that they saved Sleep silent angels, you passed every test You were simply the very, best of the best!