Watch the white dawn gleam,
To the thunder of hidden guns.
I hear the hot shells scream
Through skies as sweet as a dream
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May we not have nightmares of these deaths but instead remember their time on earth with thankfulness
Unbeliebable! This must be one of the most beautiful poems of war and peace I've ever read!
When night falls dark we creep In silence to our dead. We dig a few feet deep And leave them there to sleep - indeed a great poem. tony