THE SOMME

by | Nov 5, 2015 | Poetry | 0 comments

Today, the army asked for more,
He’s just seventeen, when he walked out the door,
Everyone’s fine”, he would write and say.

Son, please write you’re coming home,
Our thoughts are with you, For what you’ve done.

Many months went by, until one day,
Madam, I am sorry to say”
Every heart was broken, in two that day.

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