I have been following this thread and thought this might be appropriate. I had the privilege to attend a Memorial Service to commemorate the start of WW1 on August 4th 1914. As part of the service this poem was read . I think it is quite remarkable even more so as it was written in 1996 by Jodie Johnson aged 11.
Who are these men who march so proud,
Who quietly weep, eyes closed head bowed,
These are the men who once were boys,
Who missed out on youth and all its joys.
Who are these men with aged faces,
Who silently count the empty spaces,
These are the men who gave their all,
Who fought for their country freedom and all.
Who are these men with sorrowed look.
Who still can remember the lives that were took,
These are the men who saw young men die,
The price of peace is always high.
Who are these men who in the midst of pain,
Whispered comfort to those they would not see again,
These are the men whose hand held tomorrow,
Who brought back our future with blood tears and sorrow.
Who are these men who promise to keep,
Alive in their hearts the ones God hold asleep,
These are the men , to whom remember,
Veterans my friends, I will remember them.