At dawn this all began our lives were ruined
Bags around our face to keep us safe until the bombs came in and destroyed us all
The guns were loud so I could not get to sleep
I got up and started to shoot at the other side
Remember me, remember us at Flanders Fields
where we lie in poppies and there we die.
I hold my hat up high to trick the other side
But then this battle ended nearly every soldier lay in Flanders
Fields where poppies grow and were we die.
This is an amazing poem Annabelle, it goes quite deep into how the soldiers were feeling as they battled in Flanders Field. A very touching piece of work!
ReplyDeleteHi Annabelle,I'm Lily from Awahono school,I like how you explained who you are. I also like the way you told me about your surroundings. Have you ever been to a ANZAC parade? I'm exited to see what you do next.
ReplyDeleteHi Annabelle,
ReplyDeleteAs we approach ANZAC day for 2019 I thought it was a good time to reread the poem you wrote. I love the feelings you portray in this poem it really does show you understood the purpose of this task.
I hope you are enjoying your holiday and I can't wait to catch up with you again next week.
hi Annabelle nice writing maybe next time say more information
ReplyDeleteNice poem Annabelle! It has lots of emotions, and shows what it was like in flanders field during WW1!
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