Wednesday, 3 November 2021

THE RETURN HOME

 

Through leafy glades we walked together

In the dappled shade beneath the trees, where

Spots of light chase each other frantically

As the soft summer breeze moves the canopy

And the patterns change on the forest floor

In some places shafts of golden sunlight

Burst through the canopy, like sunbeams

Sent down from God, lighting the darkness

In the sunnier spots the blue bells dance

As if to entertain the weary travellers

While the path leads us upwards into the light

Each step taking us to ever lighter skies

Until we finally emerge atop a green hill

And we look out across the land, England,

And knew what we had fought and died for

To save this land from the spoils of war

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