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Rated: E · Poetry · Military · #1393639
This is a poem written about the christmas truce of 1914.
As light comes near I see hope’s face,
The guns have stopped the night is still,
I am within this quiet place.

The pain has gone on wings of grace,
Inside my heart less is the chill,
As light comes near I see hopes face.

The noise has left without a trace,
I stand upon a silent hill,
I am within this quiet place.

The stars are free far out in space,
I pray for no more blood to spill,
As light comes near I see hopes face.

The things I’ve seen I wish erased,
I’d never look again to kill,
I am within this quiet place.

There are some things you can’t replace,
I think as I watch sunrise fill,
As light comes near I see hopes face,
I am within this quiet place.
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