Robert J Moore Poet Rhyme

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A New Home

by Bob Moore © 2020
(keep the tune of Lilli Marlene in your mind)

I was born in England, 1942.
Dad was in the Army, and learning what to do
if Jerry the German should invade
he’d make them pay
chase them away.
my dad he was a tanker
an 8th Irish Hussar

On that cold winters morning
when I first saw the light
didn’t know the world was
in the middle of a fight
a fight for its freedom
and way of life
a world of fear
of war and strife
but we would go on fighting
until the very end

In ’46 the war was over
and my dad he came home
to be with his family
and never more to roam,
but six years later
he’d gone again
another war
of fear and flame
fighting in Korea
against another foe

He came home and decided
it was time for us to go
to leave the land where we were born
and find another home
so we went to Australia for peace, and sun
and here ten thousand miles from home
we would stop our roaming
our new life had begun.

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