The Fall

Time to remember those who gave their lives in war

I stare over chimney tops

Where once lay

Rolling fields of quilted green

where meadows, bright with poppies

Turned the peaks blood red.

As the smog clouds my eyes

i see the gunshots fire

The flash, the smoke

One bullet one dies.

The fall of our allies.

A seed for every soul they said

a field for every troop 

The red to mark

The blood they shed

And tears for lovers now dead.

Reviews

[maria ( rose)]

what a tribute to our fallen heroes♥
very nice.