YEARS FLUTTER BY...

YEARS FLUTTER BY

I watched it, but I missed it

and it will never come again

I write because I love it

 I do now.. and way back then.

The words they come a'tumbling

I do not know from where

They pop in whene'er they want to

No matter what, without a care

I find it better to release them

For they are happy when I share..

Just three short years I've been here

sharing happy thoughts and sad

if you care to join and follow

I will try to make you glad.

(c) Crissouli Aug 2015

THOSE WITH NO TOMORROWS

Frank Hurley

29 Oct 1917 copyright expired

THOSE WITH NO TOMORROWS

Can you hear the footsteps

of all those weary souls

traipsing over sodden fields

with worn boots and socks with holes...

Can you feel their heartache

so far from hearth and home

many looking for adventure

as foreign lands they were to roam.

One by one, they ventured forth

at first, their heads held high.

One by one, their mates did fall

they knew their time was nigh.

On and on, they fought so brave

for freedom was their goal.

Those with no tomorrows

did give their very soul.

(c) Crissouli 2013

LEST WE FORGET