We Shan'T Forget You - Battle of Britain's Longest Day August 15

They were young starry-eyed, yet too soon so many had to die. Brave to a fault with wanderlust of youth, no challenge spurned however seemingly uncouth. In azure blue skies with only clouds as friends, they sought their prey through war's myopic lens. No quarter given and none spared by their foes, incandescent bullets superseding schoolyard blows. Skill and verve no match for destiny's roulette, to survive another day an all too losing bet. Still they flew and fought with all their might, for love of country protecting it from blight. Summoned by that bell with its strident chilling tones, pervading every pore of their worn and tired bones. Verve and duty each relying on the other, no place to hide but raw courage as their cover. For all those boys that fast turned into men, saving our isles from sweeping plain to gleaming glen, We shall remember you forever in our lore, the few that gave so much and often so much more.