Our regal flag drapes over dampened wood,
slow solemn march guides to a place of rest.
Quiet faces young and old watch 'England's best',
remembering a gentle face so good.
Proud now the heart that beats a slow retreat,
whose eyes are closed but open to the sun.
Old thoughts sleep now, the battle has been won,
while many line the quiet rain soaked street.
His comrades wait beyond the poppy field,
where new shoots grow and battle with the rain.
A silent earth beneath still buries pain,
will live once more to bring a richer yield.
They take his hand and pull him to their hearts,
a gentle wind reminds them they must go.
Embracing, hands on shoulders, moving slow,
over the top a brand new dawning starts.
Pray that we shall remember such a man,
and many more young souls who went to war.
Not to forget the sacrifice they bore,
live on for them and do the best we can.
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Harry Patch was a man of peace who bore the burden of telling the rest of us the horrors of war at the end of a very long life. He never appeared to give way to depression, a wonderful example to us all.
We salute you Harry Patch
And this is a fitting tribute
Good'un Hilly
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A very dignified and gentle send off for a wonderful old man, who was once young and full of dreams along with his pals, most of whom never returned from the front line as he did. He never allowed them to be forgotten, now they are reunited. Bless them all. This is really a lovely tribute Hilly, one to be very proud of.
Sheila
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You've done him proud Hilly... we must never forget.
Suz
xxx
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Outstanding writing and message
It is easy to identify in all countries.
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An excellent tribute to a proud old trooper
Well done
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