In Return

I wrote this a while ago, when I was 13 or so. At the time we were studying Dulce et Decorum est by Wilfred Owen in English, and the teacher set us an interesting activity. He read out a line by line description of Dulce et Decorum est, without telling us what it was, so by the end there were about thirty different versions of the epic poem. This was my finished product, and I haven't changed it since, so please be nice as this is in respect of the poetic god that was Wilfred Owen.