Lest we forget

I'm stood here in the trenches 
Scared and feeling alone 
Gunshots being fired 
sounds of bombs been blown 
I've lost some of my friends 
Their bodies lay on the floor 
Some are that disfigured 
Can't tell who they are no more 
For example my mate Tim 
There's not much left of him 
The beaches are full 
Of soldiers just like him 
And not forgetting Peter 
He thought he was fine 
That was until they took him too
He went and stood on a mine 
Then there was Simon ,
He was a great young  lad 
Only 19 you know ....
They shot him he's hurt real bad 
And lastly my mate Robert 
Well where do I begin .. 
Having to phone his mum 
To say she ll be burying him 
A soldiers life doesn't end that day 
Their legacy lives on 
Through other family members 
Your memory will never be gone 
So remember to buy a poppy 
And wear it with some pride 
And always do the minutes silence 
To remember all those who died