The name Brize Norton just fills me with dread. <br /> <br />When I see it on TV or hear on the News, <br />Of another Plane landing with bodies on board. <br />Young lives full of promise a few days ago, <br />Coming back home in body bags, dead. <br />The name Brize Norton just fills me with dread. <br /> <br />Union Jack draped Coffins carried by friends, <br />Heart broken loved ones who feel it's the end. <br />The Flower of our youth come back from afar, <br />Another Poppy Petal at remembrance next year. <br />How many this time, are coming home dead. <br /> <br />The name Brize Norton just fills me with dread.<br /><br />David Barlow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/coming-home-brize-norton/
