WARTIME MEMORIES 1950
Rain and fog and sleet and snow.
Sun and sand and moonlight glow -
Heart of laughter heart of pain -
Treasured picture in a frame.
Verses scribbled in a book
Bits of heather, walks we took.
Melodies and half-lost rhymes -
All the myriad scattered lines.
Scents on breezes - daffodils,
Bluebells, clover, purple hills.
Air raid sirens - screeching bombs
Throbbing engines of the Huns.
“Douse that light” - “Your gas mask please”
“What’s that light there in the trees?”
We won’t forget, we who are left
We won’t forget - must not forget.
We pray to God, if God there be,
To save man from himself.
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