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D-Day 6th of June

D-Day the 6th of June
     by Robert J (Bob) Moore © 2019
It has gone down in history, that grey and cold June morn
and for many a brave soldier, this would be their last dawn
they knew that they would do the job, but the worry on each face
meant letters written, goodbyes said, but only “just in case”

For this day was the 6th of June in nineteen forty four
D-Day, the hope to bring an end, to death, and blood, and war.
This conflict, which consumed the world, for five long, fearful years
was now reaching its conclusion, in the blood and sweat and tears

this day would write new history, of hero’s, death, and fear
the fury and the power, and the sound no one should hear
or things which in their wildest dreams, their mind could not conceive
many marched into that fight, and many would not leave 

The beaches had been given names, Sword, Juno, and Gold
and Omaha and Utah, it was terror to behold
the allies stormed onto each beach, on that fateful day in June
to rid the world of a tyranny, and many died too soon

We all should remember, what happened on that day
to be sure it will not happen, while free men have their say
that tyranny will never raise its terrible head again
and no future family, will know that sadness and that pain.

by Bob Moore (c) 2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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