Corvette
This escort ship
Of World War Two
Convoy carer
To guide them through
From sail to steam
To propeller screw
Atlantic saviour
For me and you
These modern Corvette's
With their fire power
Delicately named
After a flower
While the Canadian class
Named after cities and towns
But when it came to protect
They buckled down
From the west to Murmansk
Carrying supplies and arms
To the USSR
Bringing war her charms
Of these U-Boat wolves
Running with their packs
Many a life saved
When these Corvette's attack
Depth charge fires
Sinks, boom - look for oil
For many a wolf
Met this toil
These more modern ships
Stealth in design
For flying at the back
Their proud ensign
For the many Navy and Merchant seamen who braved these
Atlantic crossing during World War Two, for me and you.
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war3.php
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009
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