Dear Lisa,
thanks for the poem.
I like the line with "I'd not know he'd been", the rhythm is nice and
clunky as opposed to the almost military regularity of the rest.
cheers
Randolph
> THE PRICE TO PAY - A WARNING
> I felt the grip of my hand get tighter and tighter,
> As I read the telegram I had been sent.
> I read the words but they would not register,
> What the message said I could not believe.
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> You see two years today I last saw my son,
> As he waved me goodbye I'd hoped it wasn't for long.
> He'd gone to join the army, to serve for his Queen,
> Promised me he'd be home, I'd not know he'd been.
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> He was at the front, attacking the Germans,
> The year was '45, the location the Somme,
> He was sent over the top and faced showers of bullets,
> He was instantly killed, dead in one well-aimed hit.
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> So now I will never see him again,
> Although I know he did not die in vain.
> We won the war, a good result,
> But I find it a large price to pay.
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