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.
