Remember
A poem
I do not know your name I do not know your face I do not know what day you died Nor where your end took place I think that you were scared I hope you weren’t alone I guess you had a family And wanted to go home I know you had no choice I know that you were brave I know that you were far too young To lay down in your grave I honour you today I hold you in my mind I think of all you sacrificed For those you left behind I thank you for my life Though strangers we may be I promise to remember Just what you did for me
Words by Lydia Saward, pictures by Emily Charlotte Powell
If you enjoyed our poem, you might also like our Children’s Christmas Picture Book, Is Aunt Moll from the North Pole, available from Tree Keeper Books or Waterstones
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So poignant. There's such beauty in the simplicity of this ❤️
Touching and beautiful. Thank you Emily and Lydia. ❤️