All the ships are in the harbours With our armaments they are filled Ever at the ready to sail With a readiness that’s instilled In every British fighting man With his duty to rout the foe And now the waiting is over And it’s time for the armada to go Hundred upon hundred Of Britain’s young fighting men Across the Channel what will they find Will they ever come home again And this was uppermost in their mind As the Normandy coast they neared The opposition far worse than anyone feared Many were lost ‘fore they landed And many died on the beach In the terrible salvos of shells and mortar Thro’ the air as they constantly screech But undeterred our lads carried on Through the gunfire, the smoke and the stench And occasionally stop to take cover To have a “fag” and a sip of water in a trench For their bodies were aching and lips were parched With a limited amount of transport Each day they carried on and marched With every day the advance that they made Was greeted with the “locals” admiration For the lads of the British Army Who had come to rescue their war torn Nation Eventually the Germans were ousted But at a truly dreadful cost Which was paid by the British Liberation Army And the thousands of lives that were lost In order to end the War of all Wars Or so they were led to believe But now we all know in reality Impossible to achieve And so if you all just close your eyes And imagine if you can The 6th of June 69 years ago And the fate of the British Military Man As I know there are those few survivors Who trek to Normandy, year on year And with heads that are bowed and tears in their eyes Thinking “ Fred, Dick or Harry are you still here” The debt that we owe is enormous A price we cannot afford to pay But we can bow our heads in silence And remember the lads not here today.
Hello Dennis, You honour the very great Sacrifice of 'our boys' and our allies in this epic anniversary piece. We owe it to them all to put an end to 'the madness' which is ever present in this troubled world. As you so rightly say "The debt that we owe is enormous." God Bless my friend, regards Richard
Hi Dennis - I love the way your poems are a story - painting a trus, honest and visual picture for the reader - D Day captured here.
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