Wrg1405
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I always find this day very emotional.
I think of brave men and women who were prepared to put themselves on the front line.
To protect our freedom, to serve to give others freedom.
I wonder what their thoughts were as they marched into war. I can't imagine the fear in their hearts.
I think of those who paid the ultimate price with their lives.
I think of the grief of mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters and friends.
The last words they probably heard were "I will be home soon"
Then they were told "Your child died serving our country"
They won't be coming home soon.
Oh the grief and pain is something I will never comprehend.
I hope it something I never have to comprehend because of these brave people.
I think of those who survived, seen the terrors of war and kept their promise.
"I will be home soon"
How do they feel? Will life ever be the same?
Do they wish they had not kept their promise?
They have smelt the horrors of death.
Is it burned in their minds?
Fellow comrades who one minute they were speaking to and the next they laid lifeless on the ground.
They carry the memories of fear and terror for as long as they live.
Wake up with nightmares of war, imprinted in their minds.
Even though I know of no one who served for my freedom, served for others freedom.
I will always be thankful for those that I did not know.
Over the years when I have walked down the streets and seen veterans selling poppies I thank them.
I salute them restraining tears.
I know on this site we have some veterans.
Right at this very moment I salute you and thank you.
Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few. Winston Churchill.
Lest we forget.
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I think of brave men and women who were prepared to put themselves on the front line.
To protect our freedom, to serve to give others freedom.
I wonder what their thoughts were as they marched into war. I can't imagine the fear in their hearts.
I think of those who paid the ultimate price with their lives.
I think of the grief of mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters and friends.
The last words they probably heard were "I will be home soon"
Then they were told "Your child died serving our country"
They won't be coming home soon.
Oh the grief and pain is something I will never comprehend.
I hope it something I never have to comprehend because of these brave people.
I think of those who survived, seen the terrors of war and kept their promise.
"I will be home soon"
How do they feel? Will life ever be the same?
Do they wish they had not kept their promise?
They have smelt the horrors of death.
Is it burned in their minds?
Fellow comrades who one minute they were speaking to and the next they laid lifeless on the ground.
They carry the memories of fear and terror for as long as they live.
Wake up with nightmares of war, imprinted in their minds.
Even though I know of no one who served for my freedom, served for others freedom.
I will always be thankful for those that I did not know.
Over the years when I have walked down the streets and seen veterans selling poppies I thank them.
I salute them restraining tears.
I know on this site we have some veterans.
Right at this very moment I salute you and thank you.
Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few. Winston Churchill.
Lest we forget.
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