Poetry

The ultimate sacrifice

By 2nd March 2009December 9th, 2019No Comments

The roof over my head,
The warmth and comfort of my bed,
Are because a soldier sometime, somewhere;
Was there for me, his life to spare?
Who fought for me – down the generations,
Who sacrificed for me and our nations.

Denise Richardson

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