When I was laid in field of clay
No flowers above my head did lay
Nor marble headstone placed with care
With words of love chiselled there
Kind words of sorrow were not spoken in pain
Tears of regret did not silken handkerchief stain
No volley of rifles to the sky
No last Post lullaby
Stephen Morrow
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-unknown-soldier-2/
