A Poem

Remember

Holding a cold gun,

Hands too numb to move,

Scared and shaking,

The beacon has been lit,

BANG BANG BANG,

a gunshot,

A man is down,

they can't save him,

He was my brother,

He was loved and loved others,

We will not forget him,

He fought for England,

But died in France,

We will remember and never forget,

We wear poppies to remember,

the brave,

From world war 1,

11.11.1918-2018

we remember.