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Private A Waterman

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Peace


Comrade my comrade
Our fearful task is done
The battle flags are furled
At last the peace we fought is won
The bells ring out a joyous
The bonfires on the hill
Far over the sea its message send of gladness
And goodwill.

Comrade my comrade
The battle din is over
Come join the memory
The merry laughing throng
That crowds the banquet floor
The friends of old

Your comrades kind
Your sweethearts fair and true
With faithful hearts
Through all these years
Are waiting there for you.

Comrade my comrade
Awake and hear the bells
For you the laurel wreath entwined
For you the music swells
Oh God he cannot answer me
His lips are cold and still
For he lies deep in endless sleep
Beneath a vine clad hill

                       Private A Waterman

A soldier from the 1914-1918 war this was written
while on active service. Taken from the diary of
Mr. Newby who was a friend of A H Waterman.
As these men are no longer with us it would be nice
to hear the words from some one  who actually was
there and a fitting memorial to all the others who
laydown their lives so we Today can remember them
and  give thanks for their endeavours and their
ultimate sacrifice
 
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