Poetry

I WAS ONCE A SOLDIER

By 10th October 2015December 9th, 2019No Comments

You’d never guess to see me now
That I was once a soldier
Not stooped and walking with a cane
They came when I grew older

You’d never guess that these frail hands
Were capable of killing
Did things that I did not expect
To earn the Monarch’s shilling

You’d never guess that these old eyes
Saw sights too hard to bear
Comrades, friends, lost in a flash
And still I see them there

You’d never guess that this bent frame
Was strong and straight like you
Could carry burdens, march for miles
Did what I want it to

You’d never guess that this old mind
Still holds those memories fast
And hopes those sacrifices made,
To free the world, will last

Don Holmes

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