The 'Forces' Sweetheart - Poem by Joyce Hemsley
Wearing a necklace of glistening pearls
Her blonde hair in glamorous curls,
No-one ever ignored her...
A huge audience would always applaud her.
She daintily stepped onto the stage
And sang many songs of bygone days.
Dame Vera Lynn was the inforgettable name
Our sweet British nightingale of World War fame.
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