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Longest Day Poem

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Lizzie72 Mon 13-Dec-21 18:33:31

Oh, that made me cry. And how lovely to hear from the writer of the poem.

Germanshepherdsmum Mon 13-Dec-21 17:57:24

How lovely to hear from you Rob. It’s a wonderful poem and a very moving tribute both to the hero he said he wasn’t and the heroes he remembered. May they all rest in peace.

RobAitchison Mon 13-Dec-21 17:09:14

Thank you for your comments regarding my poem 'Longest Day'.
It means so much to me that it has touched the hearts of those who read or have heard it.
Rob

EkwaNimitee Sun 06-Jun-21 15:05:56

As Gwyneth says.
I have visited various war cemeteries, it’s a deeply upsetting experience to see, often, the extent of those lines of crosses and the ages of those young men. The poem is a lovely memorial.

sodapop Sun 06-Jun-21 12:11:50

Gwyneth

Thank you for sharing such a lovely poem. It really made me realise how loosely we use the word ‘hero’ today in comparison to the author’s grandfather.

Exactly Gwyneth can't add to your post except to say it brought a tear to my eye.

Gwyneth Sun 06-Jun-21 12:07:45

Thank you for sharing such a lovely poem. It really made me realise how loosely we use the word ‘hero’ today in comparison to the author’s grandfather.

poshpaws Sun 06-Jun-21 11:15:34

Wow - it may not be as well known as those by the wonderful Siegfried Sassoon or Wilfred Owen, but it's a very powerful and moving poem. Thank you for sharing. flowers

Oldwoman70 Sun 06-Jun-21 11:07:12

When interviewed about the poem Rob Aitchison said that whenever he asked his grandfather about D-Day he would give one sentence answers and not talk about it. He wrote this poem using those answers

Namsnanny Sun 06-Jun-21 11:00:41

Thank you so much for taking the time to share this with us.
I have never read or heard it before.

Oldwoman70 Sun 06-Jun-21 10:20:43

It is the 77th anniversary of D-Day and I heard a wonderful poem on local radio this morning which sent shivers down my spine - written by Rob Aitchison for his grandfather:

Do not call me hero
When you see the medals that I wear
Medals maketh not the hero
They just prove that I was there

Do not call me hero
Now that I am old and grey
I left a lad returned a man
They stole my youth that day

Do not call me hero
When we ran the wall of hail
The blood, the fears, the cries, the tears
We left them where they fell

Do not call me hero
Each night I stop and pray
For all the friends I knew and lost
I survived my longest day

Do not call me hero
In the years that pass
For all the real true heroes
Have crosses, lined upon the grass