Battlefield Inspired Poem – Billy

Trip to war graves in Ypres 2015

After seeing the war graves at Ypres and surrounding area I was moved by the things I seen and heard. I had the start of a poem in my head.

As I have not written a poem before I remembered things I had seen and information we were given by the tour guide and the poem wrote itself.

I would like to thank St Vincent’s school for the blind and Blind Veterans uk for asking me to go on this trip.

It is one I will never forget.

WE WILL REMEMBER THEM.

The reason I chose this work for the Veterans Identity project was on the trip were children from St Vincent’s and Blind Veterans who travelled together and were asking question of each other and were forever learning from each other about there past and are future.

Where do I lay mam

Where do I lay

In a muddy field

In some foreign land

Never to go home again

Where do I lay mam

Where do I lay

Over by Christmas they said

When we cried and got no reply

Where do I lay mam

Where do I lay

Another year has begun

And I pray it’s not my last

Where do I lay mam

Where do I lay

I died today mam

Breathing in gas and as I

Lay dying In no mans land I remembered

My pals who came with

me from home

Where do I lay mam

Where do I lay

In 100 years when

Young and old come

To see where we fell

Remember me in this

Muddy field in a foreign land

Where the red poppies dance

Where do I lay mam

Where do I lay

Written by

Billy Aspinall

Ex Kings Regiment

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