War - Ww2 - Arctic
The sea spray hit my face
As the ship sailed into the storm
The movement up and down of the deck
Had me holding the deck railing
It was my job to look into the mist
And look for the enemy who were looking for us
We were in and out of snow squalls
The danger of the sea and the Germans were all around
There was ice hanging from everything
And the cold penetrated everything I wore
But it was vital the convoy went through to Archangel
To defeat the Nazis and what they stood for.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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