War and Peace
Naïve and fresh faced,
sons and lovers,
young and brave.
With chest broad
and shoulders high,
of they marched to war.
Killed and maimed in bloody trenches,
In the crimson killing fields of France.
Death and misery all around them,
this their fate to unfold.
And those who lived,
with burdened minds and bodies torn,
limped back to loved ones.
Home to their beloved country.
Victorious in war and peace.
Never to forget.
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(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
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(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
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(20 August 1881 - 5 August 1959)
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