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| "... who now stood thankful, in the early morning sun." |
I don't know if it is the sheer scale of the memorial, or the detailing of the statues, or its setting at the corner of Green Park, that makes this my favourite, but there is something that keeps drawing me back to it, again and again.
In fact, I was so moved when I first saw it, that I ended up writing a poem the following day, entitled 'Morning Sun'.
In fact, I was so moved when I first saw it, that I ended up writing a poem the following day, entitled 'Morning Sun'.





