D-Day June 6, 1944
D-Day June 6, 1944
And in the coming carnage there arose
prayers of humbled heroes - frightened pose
beseeching all the gods that turned blind eye
for death is death even when heroes die.
So did they, on this day, assault the beach
procure for us a goal they’d never reach.
Peace blows over memories white washed stone
to honor those who fought and died alone.
John G. Lawless
6/6/2017
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2017
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