They came from all their separate ways
To fight a foe who would enslave
And hid deep within volcanic caves
For freedom and the souls they’d save
The many their young lives they gave
Everyone of them, they were so brave
Never thinking they would end their days
Laying broken in their watery graves
Kissed by the lapping of the waves
© opusangelicus 2013
(This is my contribution to the Blurred Lines challenge set by my lovely friend, Beth)
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Steve I totally love this x
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A fitting tribute to those brave men and boys. Well done darling xx
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As always Hun your words are so powerful xox
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Thanks girls! Your comments are always appreciated and mean such a lot to me! x x x
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