Bridie sheds a tear for all those who fell in World War I
Ghost of War
Walking through the pages of the First World War
I stand aghast in horror at such barbaric acts
We are now at last aware of the great sacrifice of precious lives
Slaughtered, shot, blown to bits
The poppy screams you hear it clear
The poppy now bursts into song
I am the mother of all whom have died
Those poor young men struck down
Oh how I have cried
With their blood drowning my petals
Across my breaking heart We who clung together will never prise apart
I am the emblem of war so respected and adored
I am the most virtuous beautiful flower of love
Both North and South are here today
A friendship deep and true As both of us have felt the pain of loss
November must feel angst at times
‘Haunted by the yearly event’ Which will never fade or disappear
As we stand in remembrance Most of us will shed a tear
And I say ‘Never take life for granted
‘Live it well and true ‘And remember to remember ‘Until the day you die’.
Bridie Maxwell October 16th 2018