Welcome to the Whitehead Branch of The Royal British Legion
Molly is an 11 year old girl who attends Carrickfergus Grammer School and lives in Whitehead Co Antrim. Please take a moment to read her poem.
War in France-Field of Flanders
In frontof the army I stood proud and tall
There were some wishing there was no war at all
Within ten weeks of training they knew what to do
But no one expected the enemy's moves.
The enemy came,the field of flanders stood still
Around them was poppies,but no farm nor mill
The leader was on a big white horse
And the direction it faced was its course.
He blew his horn and so did I
And in the first minute 100 people died
One by one our soldiers fell
And were scattered pell-mell.
Out of the distance,in the corner of my eye
Reinforcements were galloping, shouting a battle cry
In my head I shouted,hooray
Maybe this wasn't such a bad day.
Suddenly a yell came,"we won !"
And of all enemies, we were number one
France was free , Belgium was free
And this is what I say,"peace I decree!"