Friday, 23 October 2015

WHISPERS




















Snow flakes….
Gently fall and melt
Crossing from this realm
It’s beautiful
No pity please
Valhalla awaits
Read my name
On granite walls
Listen for a soldier coming home
 On a name whispered in the wind
Across the Glen
Remember us….
We lived we loved
We fell….
We will always be
Soldiers…..



©  Tony McNally