I never knew you,
but I know the stories.
Tales told at family get togethers
when the rum flows freely.
Memories of a dashingly handsome young man
with the cowlick curl.
Of heroism and hijinks.
I see the look in Mother's eyes
when she talks of
your love of nation
and sense of duty.
Her pain mixed with pride.
I never knew you
but on days like this
it almost feels like I did.
Today is ANZAC day. I've just returned home from a dawn service honouring those who have served in the Australian (and New Zealand) military. It was very moving and inspired me to write this little poem. While this poem is not a true story from my life, from the way people were speaking of their fallen loved ones today I feel it is representative of others. I hope it touches somebody xo
Take care friends and have a blessed day.
Created: Apr 24, 2017Scorch Document Media