On the battlefield in Italy
A place no man should be,
I fought for the price of freedom
So that we could be free.
The horrors that I witnessed there
No man should ever see,
Those horrors are forever
Etched in my memory.
It is hard to talk about
The things that I have seen,
Every night I relive
Those horrors in my dreams.
There is no escape
I live from day to day,
The memories they still haunt me
They will not go away.
When my time comes to die
And my soul is set free,
Then and only then
I will be rid of those memories.
By: Yvonne Legge
