#reflection #remembrance #war #memorial
Where there’s a moment
on the eleventh hour, of the eleventh day of
November, we remember those who
died on a foreign field
each of us keeping a promise made long ago to
remember those who didn’t come home
Reflection
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Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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