Lest We Forget

Lest We Forget

As I look from the train
at the rolling countryside
I see a highway of crosses
Stark white against green
A remembrance of losses

Mile after mile of heartache
In peaceful Normandy
Graves of courageous soldiers
Laid to rest with poppy wreaths
The weight of nations on their shoulders

Lives relinquished
in fierce battles
For the right of freedom
Brave men who fought valiantly
Facing the murdering demon

A feeling of numbness
and a deep sense of melancholy
Reflecting on the waste
of thousands of lives
Realizing this was a just foretaste


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Hélène Vaillant’s What Do You See Photo Challenge

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  10 comments for “Lest We Forget

  1. November 9, 2018 at 5:48 am

    Such deep feelings your words have evoked, my dear. ❤️

    • Christine Bolton
      November 9, 2018 at 7:58 am

      Thank you Punam 🙂

      • November 9, 2018 at 10:05 am

        You are so welcome! ❤️

  2. November 8, 2018 at 3:39 pm

    Christine, this first hand experience for you was something that really touched your heart. Bless you for taking us on this train trip with you through the poppy fields, evoking feelings and sorrow for those that fought and died during this battle. You wrote a beautiful poem. Thank you.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 8, 2018 at 4:06 pm

      Thank you Hélène…it was your lovely photo and beautiful poem that inspired me 💕

      • November 8, 2018 at 5:52 pm

        You inspire me, I inspire you, it goes in a circle, how great is that.

  3. November 8, 2018 at 10:52 am

    Christine, Thank you for sharing your experience and the memory of those who sacrificed their lives for a cause in this lovely poem. Jordan❤️

    • Christine Bolton
      November 8, 2018 at 11:45 am

      Thank you Jordy 💕🌺

  4. November 8, 2018 at 10:03 am

    Thank you for sharing! My own dear, late father was a medic at Omaha Beach on D-Day. His buddy still lies there.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 8, 2018 at 10:09 am

      Thank you for reading and remembering. 💕 My mother’s first husband died in the D Day invasion. I was reflecting on my visit with her to go and see his grave and I will never forget it. We should never forget it. 🌺💕❤️
      Best wishes to you.

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