Flatiron Copse
We parked the car,
and in the Summer sun,
headed towards Mametz Wood.
Along the track,
a defiant Red Dragon stands,
a memorial to the 38th Welsh.
The inscription translates as:
Let Us Respect Their Endeavours,
Let Our Memories Live On.
Further on was the cemetery,
known as Flatiron Copse.
A peaceful place now,
in Northern France,
where we walked with the ghosts of The Somme.
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