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    D-Day Tribute poem

    Upon the high waters' wings they came,
    searching for the unknown the paths to pave,
    shrouds of mist scorched by heaven's flame,
    invisible hands split open the beckoning waves.

    From within themselves they rose, facing their fears,
    soaked screams stilled by silent prayers of despair,
    vague silhouettes of men, surrendering silver tears,
    washed away the horrors carried on that morning air.

    Thousand brave hearts, seamlessly melted into one,
    condemned childhood hid deep within the crimson sand,
    tousled signs of hope lay heavy like ancient stone,
    sculptured from deep inside by freedom's hand.

    Sighs of desperation became victory's battlecry,
    sentiments of determination grew with each man who fell,
    weary eyes relating tales that lips learned to deny,
    tender tears seal the remembrance of images they tell.

    Memories loom up in their heartrending gaze.
    remembering those left behind, sets the heart ablaze.
    forever seduced, falling into the beach's embrace,
    it is upon their memory, a rose I shall humbly place.

    Thank you for all your sacrifices......

    Words by Frank C. Everards - Copyright 2004 - 2018
    D-Day, Normandy and beyond

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    D-Day Tribute poem

    Upon the high waters' wings they came,
    searching for the unknown the paths to pave,
    shrouds of mist scorched by heaven's flame,
    invisible hands split open the beckoning waves.

    From within themselves they rose, facing their fears,
    soaked screams stilled by silent prayers of despair,
    vague silhouettes of men, surrendering silver tears,
    washed away the horrors carried on that morning air.

    Thousand brave hearts, seamlessly melted into one,
    condemned childhood hid deep within the crimson sand,
    tousled signs of hope lay heavy like ancient stone,
    sculptured from deep inside by freedom's hand.

    Sighs of desperation became victory's battlecry,
    sentiments of determination grew with each man who fell,
    weary eyes relating tales that lips learned to deny,
    tender tears seal the remembrance of images they tell.

    Memories loom up in their heartrending gaze.
    remembering those left behind, sets the heart ablaze.
    forever seduced, falling into the beach's embrace,
    it is upon their memory, a rose I shall humbly place.

    Thank you for all your sacrifices......

    Words by Frank C. Everards - Copyright 2004 - 2018
    D-Day, Normandy and beyond

    "It's not whether you get knocked down...It's whether you get up"



    My Collection: www.tothehiltmilitaria.com

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