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David Thompson Poem
As the Soldiers marched past proudly
Beneath the clear blue sky
Arms locked out, Thumbs pressed down
Arms swinging shoulder high
A cheering crowd had lined the route
As they often had before
To welcome back young heroes
Who had been away at war
They saw the crowds all cheering
And saw still in their mind
The death and devastation
Of the place they left behind
But with their mates they banter
About the things they have seen
And wonder if things had all gone differently
What actually might have been
What if that Land mine was not there
What if the Mortar had just missed
There would be one more at the bar,
Sat with us getting pissed
But time moves on and in the end
They end up out in Civvy street
Change uniform for casual clothes
And trainers on their feet
And even tho years go by
And the Army is left behind
Sometimes you're right back in the fight
Within your TROUBLED MIND
Copyright © David Thompson | Year Posted 2016
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David Thompson Poem
The little girl had said her prayers
Her Mother tucked her into bed
"When is my Daddy coming home ?"
This is what her Mummy said
"Daddy can't come home right now
He still has things to do
He is taking care of Angels
Just like he takes care of you "
"And will Daddy read them stories ?"
The little girl enquired
"Yes he will, like he does for you,
Now go to sleep you're tired "
The little girl closed her eyes
And squeezed her Teddy tight
And looking down from Heaven
Her Daddy said " Good night "
Copyright © David Thompson | Year Posted 2016
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