On Friday 10th November we came together to mark the sacrifice of so many with a special assembly attended by parents and guests from the local residential home. We also wrote poems, inspired by Joseph Coelho, children’s poet laureate.

Soldiers

The soldier is a beacon lighting up the fight 

The racket of machine gun fire fades into the night

The whistle of bombs is forever gone

The loss of many a soul turns the skies as black as charcoal 

As the  gunfire fills the air the soldiers fall.

Fall

Fall

As explosions sound the soldiers sink, sigh and fall to the ground

The sacrifices dance and fill the world with light 

Like a fire illuminating the darkest of nights.

By Leo and Ethan