Brother CostsA Poem by Ewen A MorrisonMy Uncle Angus Morrison was killed, same day as his brother Roderick (my father) was severely wounded, during WW2
Brother Costs Dark day, Second World War - Roddy and Angus hit that 'day'... both boys fell, near on par; injuries: terminal, one way! Sadly, at that time of year:- expired: our Angus t' name... their parents could well 'tear'; Roddy fell ~ near-the-same. Through legs, Dad’s mention:- 'Recovery', some came his way... hospital, a year’s attention; Closely bonded, brothers two; one man ‘rests’ in Dunkirk soil... Angus killed, Roddy shot too; many fell thus: 'Dictation-foil'! With such costs, all truly high; fighting for freedom they went:- many injured, with some to die; for our sake, life was spent. In good safety, can now love-live; full-freedom now possessed ~ appreciation, which we can give: Happiness, with No Duress! Amen E.A.M.
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Added on May 7, 2014 Last Updated on December 16, 2014 AuthorEwen A MorrisonOban, Argyll and Bute, Scotland, United KingdomAboutI'm a retired Driving Standards Agency Approved Driving Instructor (DSA ADI), "an ADI", as we called each other... A wonderful profession; beneficial for both the instructor and learners. Nowadays,.. more..Writing
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