Can We Not
The very first world war?
The war to end all wars?
Death of tens of millions?
Hard to fathom pre-War days.
Were they days of laughter?
And days filled with gentleness,
As Rupert Brooke in his poem
So very gently says?
There is no return, I know.
But can we not re-play?
Those days of laughter,
And gentleness?
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FM:)
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Lest we forget
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
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FM:)
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