It was a
beautiful sunrise.
Even in the
muddy trench
he enjoyed it.
The Somme...July 1916.
The sunset was
just as splendid
but he didn't
see it even tho
his eyes were still open.
Ah the futility of war especially the 1914 -18 Says a great deal with a sparsity of words Well penned BB : O)
The pathos in the poem couldn't go deeper with more words. The poem hits point blank.10 for this inspiring work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem David, reminds me that in life the simplest things are best and cam easily be overlooked, thnx for sharing.