The Britain Of Yesteryear - Poem by Joyce Hemsley
Long ago we lived in fear
Of losing friends and family.
Everything that we held dear
Could so easily disappear
Whilst fighting for our liberty.
Raids from the air brought despair
The blitz on Britain was hard to bear.
We saw it through to the end.
But prayed to our God ~ Amen.
The final death toll and devastation
Was beyond today's imagination.
But on the eighth day of May
The horror was gone, we did survive
Because heaven's peaceful angels
Descended in nineteen forty-five.
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