Post by JohnV on Jul 1, 2016 21:10:54 GMT
An odd day of reflection.
Over the day I have been watching the various commemorations.
The great ceremonies at Westminster Abbey and at Thiepval.
Over the years I have visited a few of the memorials, The Menin Gate, Tyne Cot and Thiepval itself.
The ones that haunt me are not the great memorials but the little quiet spots in the Somme valley.
Sights that make my throat tighten and my eyes prick .
The small peaceful enclosures with just a handful of white stones, lying in precise rows before a tall cross.
You walk among them and see the same date and realise they lie in lines close to where they fell.
So young.
Comrades in eternity.
Over the day I have been watching the various commemorations.
The great ceremonies at Westminster Abbey and at Thiepval.
Over the years I have visited a few of the memorials, The Menin Gate, Tyne Cot and Thiepval itself.
The ones that haunt me are not the great memorials but the little quiet spots in the Somme valley.
Sights that make my throat tighten and my eyes prick .
The small peaceful enclosures with just a handful of white stones, lying in precise rows before a tall cross.
You walk among them and see the same date and realise they lie in lines close to where they fell.
So young.
Comrades in eternity.
