Childhood Memories-Night Raids Poem by Mary Mc Creath

Childhood Memories-Night Raids



The siren screeched
Its warning, signaling
us to take cover from
bombers above.

My brother and I
hastily donned our
jumpsuits, knitted
by our mother for
Just this occasion.

We played the game
of 'who can get
into it quickest'
Our lives depended
on this.

We fled down to
the reinforced close
below and huddled
there with twelve
other families.

The adults played
games with us
to distract from
the seriousness
of the situation.

We all could hear
the bomb blasts
hitting other targets
and we prayed they
would miss us.

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Mary Mc Creath

Mary Mc Creath

Glasgow, Scotland
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