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I lay the flowers on your time-worn grave
no pomp no circumstance;
a purple thistle for a Scottish brave
and the fleur-de-lys of France.

You lie - not in those perfect rows
of symmetry and marble white
where other lions of war repose
now ageless in eternal light -
but in a corner snug and green
held soft in Scotia's tender loam,
no epitaph to the horrors seen
to tortured minds who came back home.

The pipes may skirl and the songs enthral
for heroic deeds once done,
but it's words you spoke that I'll recall ....
''We were lucky, son - we won.''

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We were lucky, son - we won
Date: Thursday, 7th August 2014 @ 06:45:13 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: spud

I lay the flowers on your time-worn grave
no pomp no circumstance;
a purple thistle for a Scottish brave
and the fleur-de-lys of France.

You lie - not in those perfect rows
of symmetry and marble white
where other lions of war repose
now ageless in eternal light -
but in a corner snug and green
held soft in Scotia's tender loam,
no epitaph to the horrors seen
to tortured minds who came back home.

The pipes may skirl and the songs enthral
for heroic deeds once done,
but it's words you spoke that I'll recall ....
''We were lucky, son - we won.''



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