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Normandy poem

Poem A field in Normandy(unknown author) This is but a simple field So long and flat and wide Where shamelessly I shed the tears I do not try to hide. This bit of ground is hallowed now Some friends of mine are here They sleep the sleep they earned so much They'll awake with not a care My friend they were and will remain and yours they should be too For men like these are worth so much Who gave their lives for you Retain this single thought This mound of earth was once a man and must not be forgot.