I met Peter yesterday In Brighton on our D Day His news shocked me to the core About the cost of the Falklands War Not the money, but the important thing Is the human cost: the result that war brings Over 300 men took committed suicide! Those men could have…
Bobbie3rd November 2008
They came on a cold February day Seeking refuge in a place they called home Fearing for their lives Swapping the dangerous Indian heat For the ice cold streets of Liverpool. One man and his wife arriving Trusting and believing: two innocent children With a toddler and babe in arms…
Bobbie26th October 2008
Hot sun, cool brain What a soldier needs In this terrain As you begin The lonely walk Silently you start to talk Of all the things you have to look So when you finally Reach the trap You’ll disengage and go back As you carefully check the bomb Someone is…
Bobbie8th August 2008
As you grow and roll along Thinking life is a long, happy song And your body will never go wrong Always believing you'll be young and strong Then one day you suddenly stiffen Your body doesn't want to listen When sitting in a consulting room Filled with fear and gathering…
Bobbie12th June 2008
There is no colour so intense No rose which lasts so long As the poppy's dramatic look No flower so fragile Yet comes again every year As the poppy fields at home No other reminder is needed Of the innocent blood long spilt Except the blooming poppy's dripping red.
Bobbie25th February 2008
Little children lying dead Like white flowers stained deepest red Heaven knows what went through their heads While their parents watched with dread Listening for every tread. Now little girls can’t use their charms Nor walk down the aisle on their father’s arm And what about the little boys? They…
Bobbie25th February 2008
