When the Bugle's Called

One by one they fall Answering the bugle’s call Died by the bullet and the blade….when "Over the top", the officers said Bodies of men from battles long ago Lie alongside from the ones of today They all have one thing, done with accord They answered the bugles call All in a line with white crosses atop White, black, short tall, religion all Death doesn’t choose where it strikes When these heroes answered the bugles call. Their family and friends unite in their grief Heartbroken one and all Losing their loved ones without saying goodbye Now they lay poppies, to those who answered... ...... the bugles call......