I wish I had met great-uncle
Who fought in the war
With his friends and brother
In the Australian Army Corp.
He left this home
Went to a far away land,
A land called Egypt,
with lots of Golden Sand
They trained in Cairo,
learnt how to fight,
and I can imagine
They must have been quite a sight
He was told to fight at Fromelles
How disastrous it would be
All of the men there
Could clearly foresee
That they would lose
the battle and many men
He would think of his family
Every now and then.
He survived the battle
How lucky he was.
He only did realised this
When he stopped and paused.
He fought in other battles
Such as Ypres and Polygon Wood
So young, too young
Just 18, just reached adulthood.
But when it came to Villers-Bretonneux
he had a plan,
Get through the war
And be the best man he can
He was out on night patrol
When he was shot near the heart
He died almost instantly
What a horrible way to depart.
He was buried in France,
Amongst comrades and friends,
With other Commonwealth soldiers,
other sons, husbands and dads.
I want to visit his grave,
Just go there and sit,
I want to be close to you
Even just for a little bit
I want to tell you
How proud I am of you
The things you did
I hope to never go through
He is such a brave man,
An inspiration to me,
and now I want you to know,
I want your spirit to be free.
Ella Bibby 5/9/2017
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