Standing tall in his battle dress
Bombed up and guns primed for distress
G for George now stands for a generation
Locked in war with the Nazi nation
It went from Britain in formation true
To bomb German cities they flew
100 thousand lives were lost in these battles
With the bomber squadrons losses testing their mettle
The Empire Air Training Scheme provided young men
From across the British Empire they came again
And each night they rode these war machines
To bring the Germans to their knees as seen
Now it stands so quietly its war has been won
And we can see it up close as it is done
I wonder if sometimes late at night
These brave men return to him to relive the fight.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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