Lest We Forget

wp-1478866173763.jpgThe reason we remember cannot be forgot

They gave up their lives to give us a lot

When I was a child my grandmother said

They had to sleep in the pantry instead of the bed

 

Bombs rained down as they huddled close

The sound of sirens scared her the most

Hours on end they sat in the dark

Waiting for light and hope to spark

 

Grandad Bob told me that when he was five

His family were lucky to be alive

As the Germans attacked the English coast

He was running and was scared the most

 

My Grandad on my father’s side

Was fifteen and he could not hide

So he ran away to join the fight

So that our generation could live in light

 

Don’t get caught up in your freedom

For we may have to rise next

None of us want war…

…but these leaders are getting vexed

 

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Author: Defined by Thrine

'The times they are a-changin' A passionate writer without an agenda History undergraduate Speak freely, listen intently #moreyinthanyang #healthydebates Enjoy...Defined by Thrine.

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