Mother do not mourn me for I am not dead
I am well enough in this hospital bed
My leg it is gone in a Flanders field it lies
but some gave much more, paid a far greater price
My comrades lost, never to return
to England's shores for which they all yearned
I just want to see you Mother, again
and let you hold me, erase all the pain
So do not fret Mother, for me please be strong
till I’m home again Mother, where I belong
Your loving son
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 11:16 AM UTC
Mother do not mourn me for I am not dead
I am well enough in this hospital bed
My leg it is gone in a Flanders field it lies
but some gave much more, paid a far greater price
My comrades lost, never to return
to England's shores for which they all yearned
I just want to see you Mother, again
and let you hold me, erase all the pain
So do not fret Mother, for me please be strong
till I’m home again Mother, where I belong
Your loving son
