Poetry

My Eyes

By 15th April 2014December 9th, 2019No Comments

I am a soldier,
I’ve travelled a long way,
With the cold and the rain,
I long for a warm day.

The Trenches are muddy,
They’re wet and they’re cold,
it seems to go through you,
right into your soul.

As we go, and over the top,
I see my friends fall and shot,
I cannot seem to move,
But my eyes, I can see,
A field full of flowers
and my friends running to me.

Tell them back home,
I wish they could see
all the flowers and angels,
that are here with me.

Coralie Holmans

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