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Jun 2014
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 Iā€™m home again Mother, where I belong

Your loving son
Listening to a wonderful piece of music on Classic FM,Ā Ā I was inspired to write this WW1 poem.
I hope it moves some of you. :)
Manda Clement
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Manda Clement
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