World War
Remember remember,
the eleventh of November.
Where all the soldiers had a hard fall
and poppies stood tall.
Sacrifices were made
and soldiers began to fade.
Families were all unhappy,
whilst they cried tearfully.
Remember remember,
the eleventh of November.
Sunday 10th November 2019 1:35 pm
I See The Nature
I see the blue skies, where the sun lies.
I see old oak trees, leaves swaying in the breeze.
I see people talking to their friends,
whilst cars zoom off around the bends.
I see beautiful heathers,
which are as light as feathers.
How wonderful nature is,
when I leave, it is the nature I will miss.
Sunday 10th November 2019 1:22 pm
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