I am writing a poem of which experiences I have none
For those who have fought in the battles that have come
It is a poem to thank those who are dead
Those on the path to freedom for us they have lead
For those who fought and have survived
For those who fought and are no longer alive
We gather together to remember they're sacrifice
For it was very brave and very much nice
To give freedom and keep peace
To celebrate them we could do the least
So we gather together on this very day
And it is for them the wreaths we lay
YOU ARE READING
Words for the lonely
PoetryPoems written by a weirdo with issues! These don't always make sense but it's my art. Enjoy!