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Esmond Poems - Poems about Esmond


Premium MemberWe Heard a Whistle Blow

...The whistles screamed that cold dark night
                                         Winter, 1903  
                            At least fourteen would perish
                                  Way ...
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Categories: esmond, memorial, scary, sound,
Form: Rhyme

Snapshots From a Child's West London

...I remember my cherished Wolf Cub pack, 
How I loved those Wednesday evenings, 
The games, the pomp and seriousness of the camps, 
The different coloured scarves, sweaters and hair 
During the mas...
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Categories: esmond, child, childhood, children, england,
Form: Free verse




Book: Reflection on the Important Things