Poetry

Respect

By 1st January 2006December 9th, 2019No Comments

Remembrance Day is here again
We sit in church with servicemen
We think of those who left before
We think of those who were adored

As I look round this holy place
I see young people smiles on face
I start to wonder if they know
Why to these churches we still go

I look and see a laughing lad
A smiling lassie it’s nice I’m glad
I picture now inside my head
the mates I lost, those gone, the dead

I smile softly to each in turn
My boys, my lads, my eyes do burn
I see them clear they’re smiling back
They look so peaceful dressed in black

If I could talk with them today
I think I know what I would say
“I miss you lads my friends my mates
I’ll meet you by those pearly gates”

I wonder now if anyone cares
the ones sat here in rows of chairs
wondering why old ones like me
come to touch old memories

But as I left the church today
A young lad took my hand to say
For what you did and those you lost
I thank you Sir for such a cost

My day was made by what he said
His eyes they told me, he mourned our dead
And as I looked back one more time
He raised his arm to salute so fine

My eyes they watered a tear escaped
I could not speak my throat it ached
He stood so proudly arm still raised
I saluted back – God be praised

Murdock

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