Diggers Poem by Paul Warren

The diggers looked around
As they marched over the ground
Of the Menin Gate at Ieper town
And their chiseled names shone brightly down
When they passed through the arch of glory
As the nightly bugle sung their story

They were laying across the battlefields
Still holding ground they refused to yield
And will be forever with their mates
As they stand together while they wait
And we will honour them too
Knowing their deeds and daring-do.

© Paul Warren Poetry