Rose Blakeley

Rose Blakeley Quotes

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    Softly falls the autumn leaf,
    Then silently it lies with a sigh of relief;
    On the stone of the Cenotaph it rests now, quite still,
    As with the beauty of Elgar the air it does fill.

    Once more the regiments of remembrance align,
    Their coats multi-medalled, striking and fine
    And proud are their faces, although frozen with pain,
    United by a bond, strong, never to wane.