Carved in unyielding stone
The names
Families, friends
England remembers its dead
Carved in living flesh
The scars
Mental, physical
England forgets its living
©cih16, 13.11.16
starcline - less a blog, more a derailed train of thought
About Me
- clinestar
- Part time poet, full time librarian, student of the delights of milk chocolate. Likes books, milk, paddling, poetry, scribbling, chocolate, notebooks, sea, piers. Not necessarily in that order. All work copyright cih.