Article about: With pounding hearts and heaving waves A steel hull takes us to our graves The ramp goes down the first mans out As he goes down without a shout His helmet lies on bloody sand The finial ste
With pounding hearts and heaving waves
A steel hull takes us to our graves
The ramp goes down the first mans out
As he goes down without a shout
His helmet lies on bloody sand
The finial steps for a D Day man
On forward dunes a soldat waits
For the great almighty to chose his fate
With white hot steel tearing open flesh
His eyes will close with his last breath
And he becomes another one
A fallen father, husband , son
My Grandfather fought in the Canadian Navy in the second world war. He drove a landing craft on the first wave of the assault on Juno beach.
This poem pretty much summarizes the stories he has told me. He survived the sinking of his landing craft after it got washed into a hedgehog mine. He saw to of his fellow soldiers die right before his eyes when this happened....
Hi Raymond,
Very Poignant poem for this time of the year, and all of it,s meanings. we hear stories from veterans over the years of what they saw or went through, but we will never know the true feeling the had on the day. Your diarama still sums it up as we have all seen this scene before. thanks for putting this on.
Dave.
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