Lest We Forget

• Emma Pool, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2018

The rain gently climbs over the bodies in turn,
washing away our sorrow and misery.
We observe the world crashing and burning ...
I close my eyes and breathe.

Thousands of men trudge home, single file,
wondering if they are free from the horrors that haunt them
I sit and watch close, though it feels like a mile ...
I close my eyes and breathe.

We check our wounded and count our dead.
Too few alive, too many gone from this world.
Feeling Heavy with the tears unshed ...
I close my eyes and breathe.

Even those I never got to know
I promise I will tell your story
I promise one day the world will know ...
I close my eyes and breathe