Good Night Lads Poem by Kriss Bailey

Good Night Lads



There was a man today,
Who I met,
Who on the eleven hour,
Stood and wept.
For the passing of each bell,
A fallen friend slept.
Yet at the end he smiled so bright,
Thank you lads and good night.

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