It is November the 11th- Remembrance Sunday.

At some point today, I wish everyone to take a moment to remember those who fought in the first world war. It was the largest war to have ever occurred by this time. Take a minute to think about all the soldiers who fought to protect our country and others. Please comment as to whether the poem is any good or not.

Thank you

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Mist

He trudged and stumbled

As the ground grumbled,

The never ending trek

Alone, as his life crumbled.

Angels approaching

Their white mist encroaching,

Swallowing his friends,

Continuously poaching.

His time has come

All his work undone,

The voices sing

As the mist engulfs the sun.

His time has arrived,

The voices thrived

As the mist continued on

No one to have survived.