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Rurald's avatar

Another Canadian WW 1 poem (as I remember it):

Battle's grim dormitory this

And filled is every bed

None may leave his place

To take the roll call of the dead

Yet, as I lie here silently, I think

I would be twenty-three

At twenty I was killed

Oh you who love me, whom I love

Do not forget this day

As long as you are above

And I beneath the clay

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Tom Steadman's avatar

I wish Canada was what Canada was. I remember that also.

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Matt Gurney's avatar

We can skip that today.

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Tom Steadman's avatar

True.

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Frederick Ford's avatar

I think you can honour both. Well said.

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John Hudson's avatar

Many thanks for this outstanding contribution to the day. Nowlan nailed it!

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Connie Craddock's avatar

Thank you

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Jp's avatar

Also memorialized in song by Canadian singer songwriter Neville Quinlan of NQ Arbuckle.

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Jim Hornett's avatar

What a lovely poem! My father fought through France and Holland with the Canadians.

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sji's avatar

thanks for the great words

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Reg Stowell's avatar

Thank you, I was just about to leave for my local Remembrance Day ceremony when I took the time to read this. A great way to start the day

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Tildeb's avatar

Thank you.

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JAVA's avatar

Thank you for creating a pause in our feed for this reflection. It is humbling.

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Jan Lee's avatar

Thank you.

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