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The War Memorial, by Britta Benson

I was waiting for a bus in Somerled Square, Portree. And then, I witnessed a small gesture, that sent shivers down my spine. I was not sure about whether to put this poem up, but I feel I have to. Watching a young woman stand in front of the war memorial in Portree today sparkedContinue reading “The War Memorial, by Britta Benson”