What candles may be held to speed them all?
Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes
Shall shine the holy glimmers of goodbyes.
- Anthem For Doomed Youth, Wilfred Owen
One hundred years on from the moment when the guns finally fell silent, it's too easy to forget just how young the boys were who died in the First World War - many of the fallen were teenagers, or in their early twenties.
Of all the beautiful and touching memorials we've seen this year, I think one of the most haunting and the most poignant is the 'ghost sculptures' in Slimbridge, Gloucestershire, standing guard at the graves of the young men buried there.
