<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414701" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Last Post.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The last post sounds and echoes round.<br>The neat and well kept burial ground.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Head stones in rows beneath the sky <br>to mark where our dead heroes lie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Standing as if still on parade.<br>Each headstone looking newly made.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is one way we show respect.<br>No more no less than I expect</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Head stones don’t only signify<br> that battle weary soldiers die</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They also serve who wait for men<br> who will not see their home again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The last post makes us realise<br>That war destroys their families.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each time I hear the last post sound<br>I’m filled with sadness so profound. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Tears spring unbidden from my eyes, <br> they always take me by surprise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I’m not ashamed to let them flow<br>Because I’m old enough to know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That real men aren’t afraid to cry<br>Despite the ancient common lie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That men don’t let emotions show<br> and should not let their tear drops flow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I hear the last post sound<br>I can recall the battle ground.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where so many comrades still lie <br>in foreign fields beneath the sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The last post serves to honour all<br> brave soldiers who sadly fall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not only friends but enemies.<br>Death selects quite randomly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young widows weep and mothers cry.<br>They have the right and so do I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tuesday,31 August 2010<br>http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414701" data-title="The Last Post. de Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg" data-description="The last post sounds and echoes round. The neat and well kept burial ground. Head stones in rows beneath the sky to mark where our dead heroes lie. Standing as if still on parade. Each headstone looking newly made. It is one way we show respe..."></div> </div> </div>

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