ivor or ivor.e hogg
Soldiers Dream. For Friend Thad - Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg
Across the bridge over the stream
then down the path to the sea shore.
Where I was wont to sit and dream.
When I was young before the war.
My country called and I obeyed.
I joined the ranks of fighting men.
Although I would have rather stayed.
I thought I’d soon be home again.
I did not know that I would die
along with many thousands more
Who lie beneath a foreign sky.
Far from their home for evermore.
I lay and bled amongst the dead
and as my life blood drained away
I wished that I could be instead
back home dreaming beside the bay.
The path way leading to the sea
The wooden bridge across the stream.
I seemed to see them vividly.
A dying soldier’s final dream.
Thursday,11 February 2010
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