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V-Day Poem
Seventy five years to the day
Where the country celebrated
And memories were made.
A day of happiness when the news
Came through, cos emotions were high
But feelings were blue.
Soliders lost friends, comrades they
Called family, our country remembers
The sacrifice that they went through,
the fear, and unhappiness.
So has the Soliders came home, crowd's
Lined the streets, with bunting and flags
Draped from windows in every city.
V day was victorious and our country
Is proud, generations come together
Even though were on lockdown.
We raise up our glasses, and have our
Two minute silence, we remember the day
And what it means to all of us.
Written by Bornfromthesoul
Copyright ©
Siobhan Kenny
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