For the Fallen

by Laurence Binyon

They shall grow not old,
As we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them,
Nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun,
And in the morning,
We will remember them.

A poem tells a lot in just a few words.

This is a very famous and powerful poem about those soldiers who died in the war.

What does this poem say about the soldiers who died?

How does it make you feel?

Do you think reading this would help a soldier's family to cope with his death? How?