When the Great War for Civilisation ended
There was great sadness across the world extended
For the millions of soldiers who had died
And how their remembrance would be applied
There was the Great Silence on each anniversary day
And remembrance each year so the memory would stay
Then there is the villages of the dead stretching across France
With the glorious dead laid out in rows at a glance
But there were so many from across the world who never saw home
With there families grieving them now they were gone
So we put put statues of ordinary soldiers standing true
So when you pass them there is sadness for them anew.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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Thanks for reminiscing about soldiers many of whom remained unsung and unknown but their supreme sacrifices can never be and should never be forgotten by their countries and its people. Indeed a great tribute, Paul.