2nd prize
Joccoaa Burns-Curd
A Hard Day's Work
In the gentle setting sun,
Surrounded with the memories,
As all the hard days work is done
Watching over the smooth soft seas.
On the poppy covered hill,
Slowly falling asleep, laying down,
Soon I’ll be with my loved ones
Until they fix the burning town.
Silently watching the sun go down,
Closing my eyes and remembering what my wife said,
Have faith, have love know that I’m here
Even if the others are dead.
But at last I’m going home,
A hard days work is done!