Who will remember the bugle boy?
Who knows the place where he fell?
Where he lay alone on the cold wet ground
while death played it’s dreadful knell.
Who would know of his final thoughts?
Who was there at his final breath?
Who will have held the young boy’s hand
as he faced his lonely death?
His bones still lie on a foreign field
far from the stone that lists those lost.
Who reads the names of those gallant men?
Who is left counting the cost?
The blood still stains the silent soil
that covered the young boy’s face,
and a bugle plays through the winds of time
where poppies now mark the place.
Who will remember the bugle boy;
who lived and died too soon?
Who grieved the loss of the bugle boy?
Who played his final tune?
Who knows the place where he fell?
Where he lay alone on the cold wet ground
while death played it’s dreadful knell.
Who would know of his final thoughts?
Who was there at his final breath?
Who will have held the young boy’s hand
as he faced his lonely death?
His bones still lie on a foreign field
far from the stone that lists those lost.
Who reads the names of those gallant men?
Who is left counting the cost?
The blood still stains the silent soil
that covered the young boy’s face,
and a bugle plays through the winds of time
where poppies now mark the place.
Who will remember the bugle boy;
who lived and died too soon?
Who grieved the loss of the bugle boy?
Who played his final tune?
Author notes
Well, not sure if this is what you are looking for. but I wrote this with Remembrance Sunday in mind. I guess my thoughts are that we don't seem to have learned many lessons since World War 1.
photo 'Immortal' by Simon: http://beakerst.shutterchance.com/photoblog/Immortal_/
A contest entry
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Comments
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Outstanding!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Who will remember the bugle boy;
who lived and died too soon?
Who grieved the loss of the bugle boy?
Who played his final tune?
Superb write

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thanks for entering...good luck


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there were so many that lost their lives alone and away from home
excellent poem, good luck in the contest


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Wonderful!
Heart renching story, and so true for many young men, rather boys, that went into the war. Why they chose to do so, maybe they thought men they must be. Often officers overlooked the min. age of 18, and some boys even put pieces of paper in their shoes so that they could say when asked they were "over 18." Nice job! Good luck in the contest!
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Thank you for entering my military contest. You have penned a wonderful poem here. The meter and rhyme are right on. You can be proud of this one.
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Excellent Writing
I strongly agree with the message.
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You will never cease to amaze me with your wonderful ability to rhyme and have it flow so extreemly well.
Perfect is the only word to describe this.

Cuz


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Brilliant !
This is such a beautifully penned write and I wish you all the best of luck in this contest Cuz

(good to see you back too
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