Final Journey

Through the streets of Wootton Basset The soldier’s journey ends This Christmas they’ll be sadly missed By families, mates and friends Our thoughts are with their loved ones In this their time of grief We celebrate their bravery Alas their lives were brief...

On the Beach

It wasn’t a day at the seaside Or a ride on a merry-go-round But allied troops on the landings On Normandy’s deadly ground Bodies littered the beaches Brought down in a hail of lead The cries of the wounded pierced the air As many lay dying or dead They...

Remember Them

This poem is for the countless souls Whose fate was signed and sealed By one abhorrentmadman And his minions in the field Their misery and torture Where death was their relief What men can do to other men Is so beyond belief Women, men and children No mercy were they...

The Brave Ones

Your husbands, sons and brothers are ranked with high esteem They served their queen and country, their love, their life, their dream These brave young men who gave their lives to fight a foreign war We always will remember them and love them evermore Our thoughts are...

The Red Fields

Amidst the mess of blood and gore Many heroes fought the war They fought for king and country dear Through injury, death and mortal fear Through a deadly hail of lead They fought their way through fields of red Past their comrades dead and dying Thoughts of loved ones...