Prose & Poetry - War Poetry of S J Robinson - Eleven, Eleven, Eleven

Canadian engineers rebuilding bridge destroyed by retreating Germans Reproduced within this area of the site are present-day First World War poems written by S. J. Robinson.  Click here for an introduction to the poems.

Eleven, Eleven, Eleven

I woke and it was morning
The guns at last were dead
An Armistice signed yesterday
Had took away that dread

The nurses all were smiling,
The lads were giving cheers
As the great news of that signing
Still rang about their ears

Eleven, Eleven, Eleven!
It should be wrought in song
Eleven! Eleven! Eleven!
That moment waited long

One in five of the Australians and New Zealanders who left their country to fight in the war never returned; 80,000 in total.

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