HEY TO ALL AGAIN!
A Mr Randloph H. has asked me to submit a poem, so I will send you one that
I have recently entered into the Nat. Library of Poetry competition (I have
heard many people are against this group as they believe the competition is
fixed so I hope I do not offend anyone). This poem is called The Price to
Pay and I wrote it because I had previously written a poem about the
trenches in WWII for school and I was very pleased with it but I have lost
it. I wrote The Price To Pay to write something like the poem I had lost,
I'm not really sure why. Anyway do remember that I am not a serious poet,
any opinions on it would be apreciated.
Yours
Lisa G.
xxx
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.
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.
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.
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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