Leaving a mark on solid grounds remembrance day & A Matter of Perspective

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Two Poems from our Holidays Poetry Collection

Leaving a mark on solid grounds remembrance day

Author:	Michael Agnew

Poem:	Leaving a mark on solid grounds remembrance day

	Our soldiers were standing amongst the edge of glory looking at poppyfield's are their wargame victories so let us fight for our countries in a war of peace bringing back salvation along with a curable disease. Out along the distance of hope lies a foundation of verses from the pope saying let their be a day when weapon's stand still to seize all power when wars have ended. Every now & then I try to imagine our soldiers leaning against the Eiffel Tower in a background scene of poppies getting a shower after all of this we too must remember a moment of silence in the middle of November. A Heart has courage holding a poppyshield when we we lay our men upon a battlefield row by row we lie our men in order taking pictures of them with a camcorder. This is a sign that our soldiers have bloomed knowing that crosses didn't condemn them to doom cause their is a ray of light at the end of salvation taking a break from heartache's & wars needs a vacation.

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A Matter of Perspective

Author:	Catherine Money

Poem:	A Matter of Perspective

	Twas the eve before Christmas my nerves were quietly shattered the credit cards brutally battered my hubby's acting like a cheap louse shrilly he whines and begins to grouse Oh the joys of the holiday season have we forgotten the one, true reason? We gather together with our family and friend rejoicing the day the blessed Infant did descend.

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