Posted in Armistice day, blogging, Creative Writing, Dead, Emotions, English Literature, Free Verse, Heartbreak, Literature, Remembrance, War, Writing, WW2

Unspoken Thoughts of A Tankman

Eager youths, mature men,

As brothers or father and son,

We shared , we tried,

We dared, they died,

Not a tear was shed,

But we cried,

As they lay in their graves,

Or wherever,

We shall remember forever.


D.F

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s