At the Light of Each Day
At the light of day, awake and arise,
Yet amidst the rush, heed my gentle advice.
Take a moment to pause, remember with grace,
The eleventh hour, a solemn space.
On the eleventh day of the eleventh month,
Honouring those who faced the crest and the front.
Their sacrifice, a gift profound,
A legacy of freedom, courage unbound.
At the light of each day, a life given by many,
To grant you freedom, a gift plenty.
So, in each morning's gentle ray,
Pause, remember, and silently say…
"We will remember them," in heartfelt accord,
Their bravery, their spirit, forever stored.
At the light of each day, let us never forget,
The heroes who gave all, with no regret.
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 4:29 AM UTC
At the Light of Each Day
At the light of day, awake and arise,
Yet amidst the rush, heed my gentle advice.
Take a moment to pause, remember with grace,
The eleventh hour, a solemn space.
On the eleventh day of the eleventh month,
Honouring those who faced the crest and the front.
Their sacrifice, a gift profound,
A legacy of freedom, courage unbound.
At the light of each day, a life given by many,
To grant you freedom, a gift plenty.
So, in each morning's gentle ray,
Pause, remember, and silently say…
"We will remember them," in heartfelt accord,
Their bravery, their spirit, forever stored.
At the light of each day, let us never forget,
The heroes who gave all, with no regret.
A quiet reflection on remembrance and gratitude. This poem honours those who gave their lives for freedom and reminds us that each new day is a gift shaped by their courage and sacrifice.
