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The Weeping Angel

The Weeping Angel

She passed this way and tended to our pain,

stayed by our beds and whispered in our ears,

administered our wounds and eased our fears -

telling us that we would be home again.

Once, in her hands, I saw pendant and chain,

I will remember that for many years,

an angel weeping solitary tears

that made me think of the oncoming rain.

She sent it to her ...

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Wednesday 4th July 2018 12:05 pm

Ward 34

See old Tommy in bed five, limps because his hip’s sore

Its not old age….. Its shrapnel, from fights in the second world war

He’s not as agile as back then and he’s got some hearing loss

But once protected our freedom…….. Won the Victoria Cross.

Now resigned to his bed, to be fed cared and watered

But once stormed Normandy beaches, watched...

Sunday 23rd December 2012 1:48 am