A poem for fallen soldiers

A poem for fallen soldiers

Ross Gazette advertising executive Charlotte

Reynolds, age 24, has been very distressed by the deaths

of soldiers in Afghanistan.

Last year she organised a fundraising ball for Help

for Heroes.

When she learnt of the death of 21 year old, Daniel

Cooper she was so moved she wrote a poem, which the

team at the Ross Gazette thought deserved to be read by

as many people as possible.

Stars in the sky

Gunfire and shouting, orders coming from my radio

Sweat dripping from my brow, eyes trying to focus

A shout, a scream, I know what that means

I run to find the scene, my friend lay there still as can be

I approach quickly to be with my pal,

A bang and then darkness.

Talking far away, coming closer, in and out,

Try to focus my eyes but everything is a blur,

I feel no pain just calm

Talking becoming more distant, I realise what is

happening.

I let the darkness take me. Silence and peace.

Looking down I see the pain.

Mourn me, remember me.

Feel me by your side, a hand on your cheek, a whisper in

your ear.

Look up in the sky at night, I am that star shining bright.

I have joined my fallen comrades

We are the gold in the blanket of black.