sylvia spencer

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Treasured Friends - Poem by sylvia spencer

Off to war, went two young men one named Jack,
and the other Ben. Jack was strong a fierce fighting man,
where Ben was weak and always ran. Jack would cover him,
when the going got rough, but poor old Ben could never get tough.
In the time that would follow, both men felt hollow,
not knowing if this was their last tomorrow.
Jack fought on, this brave young lad,
but Ben became shell shock and very sad.
Then weeks would pass, turning the months into years,
and poor old Ben just lived with his fears. Then Jack was killed,
fighting in the Somme, blown to pieces by a bomb.
Ben ran and hid, when the warning came,
but a bullet hit him and made him lame.
With his flesh torn leg he laid there dumbfound
as he saw his comrade fall to the ground.
Then up he got, with pain hard to bear,
and gave the enemy a mighty scare.
With gun and bullets by his side,
he found a place where he could hide.
From a lad who was wounded, shell shocked and tired.
He just loaded his gun, then fired and fired
He fought with honour and with pride
to avenge his friend, who had just died
No more was Ben weak and afraid
he now joined his regiment in every raid.
His leg was better the pain had gone,
but the memory of Jack still lingered on.
He took of his medal and placed it on his grave.
Then said he was sorry to a life he could not save.
He was his treasured friend right to the end.


Comments about Treasured Friends by sylvia spencer

  • (5/14/2006 1:44:00 PM)


    Another piece of heart-touching brilliance. (Report) Reply

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  • (3/20/2006 3:46:00 PM)


    Well Done.
    One of my favorate subjects. War is a fertle field for the things that are important.
    Gary
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  • (3/20/2006 3:44:00 PM)


    Well Done.
    One of my favorate subjects. War is a fertle field for the things that are important.
    Gary
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  • (3/20/2006 11:12:00 AM)


    What a wonderful friendship. In life and in death these two young soldiers were inseparable. This is a very inspiring poem. I am very moved by it.

    Love, Sandra
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  • (3/19/2006 5:30:00 PM)


    What a sad.......yet beautiful poem Sylvia. True friendship! I feel so bad for those men that are sent off to war.....the memories they must live with. Wonderful write. Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

  • (3/19/2006 1:52:00 PM)


    You have shown much passion in this.I'm not for war but understand release of feeling contained.You have such a tallent Sylvia.Love Duncan (Report) Reply

  • (3/18/2006 11:45:00 AM)


    Wow, Sylvia, what a beautiful composure of reflecting a strong true friendship in poetic form. You have managed to compose a complete story into a beautiful poem for your readers to savor. Impressive and I would not change a thing as the message is so needed for many to see that a sound friendship can and does have a forever bonding between two great friends. Wonderful Poem Sylvia. I just love to come and read your poems as they are such a reading pleasure and the benefit is that I now have another keepsake treasure. Your Number One Reading Fan, Mickey Pig Knuckles :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 18, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 18, 2006


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