Soldier Boy Soldier Boy – A Remembrance Day Poem
A world war one remembrance day poem
Nineteen fourteen unrest in the Balkans
Archduke Ferdinand assassinated
soldier boy soldier boy
nineteen fourteen many a nation retaliated
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Dire straits
brothers in arms
soldier boy soldier boy
called to bear arms
Nineteen fifteen pa rum pa pum pum a boy and his drum
do they know its Christmas oh what’s the use
soldier boy soldier boy
don’t despair remember the Christmas day truce
Hemmed in the trenches
muddied and soiled
soldier boy soldier boy
oh how you toiled
Nineteen sixteen battle of the Somme
swords, gunpowder, stones
soldier boy soldier boy
will you ever go home?
Not a birdsong in the fields
they’ve taken flight
soldier boy soldier boy
they flew off in the night
Nineteen seventeen the fourth rider
enthroned upon galloping war horse
soldier boy soldier boy
oh what a force
Month eleven @ hour eleven of the eleventh day
prayers were answered for all those who did pray
soldier boy soldier boy
though you never saw that day
Nineteen eighteen laid to rest in an unmarked grave
though they say you didn’t die in vain
soldier boy soldier boy
you don’t have a name
And now the year of now red poppies of Flanders
red poppy pick a petal off
soldier boy soldier boy
forget you forget you not
Soldier Boy, Soldier Boy is a remembrance day poem XI/XI/MMXVII
written by While I Breathe I hOpe, narrated by Kid Beau ©opyright VII/XI/MMXI
Quote By
While I Breathe I hOpe
11.11 ’tis the angelic number of the first world wars end
when we see this magic number
let us remember to have no foes but only friends
A world war one remembrance day poem
Nineteen fourteen unrest in the Balkans
Archduke Ferdinand assassinated
soldier boy soldier boy
nineteen fourteen many a nation retaliated
↓ Listen instead of read ↓
Dire straits
brothers in arms
soldier boy soldier boy
called to bear arms
Nineteen fifteen pa rum pa pum pum a boy and his drum
do they know its Christmas oh what’s the use
soldier boy soldier boy
don’t despair remember the Christmas day truce
Hemmed in the trenches
muddied and soiled
soldier boy soldier boy
oh how you toiled
Nineteen sixteen battle of the Somme
swords, gunpowder, stones
soldier boy soldier boy
will you ever go home?
Not a birdsong in the fields
they’ve taken flight
soldier boy soldier boy
they flew off in the night
Nineteen seventeen the fourth rider
enthroned upon galloping war horse
soldier boy soldier boy
oh what a force
Month eleven @ hour eleven of the eleventh day
prayers were answered for all those who did pray
soldier boy soldier boy
though you never saw that day
Nineteen eighteen laid to rest in an unmarked grave
though they say you didn’t die in vain
soldier boy soldier boy
you don’t have a name
And now the year of now red poppies of Flanders
red poppy pick a petal off
soldier boy soldier boy
forget you forget you not
Soldier Boy, Soldier Boy is a remembrance day poem XI/XI/MMXVII
written by While I Breathe I hOpe, narrated by Kid Beau ©opyright VII/XI/MMXI
Quote By
While I Breathe I hOpe
11.11 ’tis the angelic number of the first world wars end
when we see this magic number
let us remember to have no foes but only friends