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SIXTY YEARS THEY HAVE COME AND GONE
BUT FOR SOME THE GRIEF AND PAIN
“THE MEMORIES STILL LINGER ON”
REMEMBERING ALL THEIR COMRADES
WHO DIED YES EACH AND EVERYONE
MEN THEY HAD HELD IN THEIR ARMS
THEIR COMRADES THEY WATCHED THEM DIE
WITH A HEAVY HEART, TEARS IN THEIR EYE
ON BEACHES , SEA AND SAND STAINED RED
WHERE BLOOD OF GALLANT MEN WAS SHED
THESE MEN THEY WENT THROUGH HELL
ONLY TO DIE JUST WHERE THEY FELL
SOULS ROSE LIFTED BY ANGELS HANDS
SENT TO GODS HEAVENLY LAND ON HIGH
FREEDOM WAS THEIR LAST BATTLE CRY
FOR HITLER, GONE WAS HIS GLORIOUS DREAM
FOR IT WAS ABOUT TO FACE THE WRATH
OF THE ALLIES MIGHTY FIGHTING MACHINE
DEFEATING GERMANYS EVIL NAZIS REGIME
THE MIGHT OF THE NAVY BIG GUNS POWER
THEY POUNDED ENEMY LINES BY THE HOUR
SOLDIERS FIGHTING EVERY INCH OF THE WAY
ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT AND THE DAY
BATTLE WEARY AND TIRED MARCHING ON
THEY KNEW THIS BATTLE IT MUST BE WON
A LONG AND BITTER BATTLE TO OVERCOME
THE ENEMY FLED IN COMPLETE DISARRAY
THE TEARS OF FEAR THEY CRIED IN DISMAY
ANGELS OF PEACE APPEARED EVERYWHERE
MANY LOST SOULS THEY CAME TO TAKE CARE
GUIDED BY THESE ANGELS TO HEAVEN ABOVE
TO LIVE IN A WORLD OF PEACE AND LOVE
AMEN
Poem © By R.F.HORTON
SIXTY YEARS THEY HAVE COME AND GONE
BUT FOR SOME THE GRIEF AND PAIN
“THE MEMORIES STILL LINGER ON”
REMEMBERING ALL THEIR COMRADES
WHO DIED YES EACH AND EVERYONE
MEN THEY HAD HELD IN THEIR ARMS
THEIR COMRADES THEY WATCHED THEM DIE
WITH A HEAVY HEART, TEARS IN THEIR EYE
ON BEACHES , SEA AND SAND STAINED RED
WHERE BLOOD OF GALLANT MEN WAS SHED
THESE MEN THEY WENT THROUGH HELL
ONLY TO DIE JUST WHERE THEY FELL
SOULS ROSE LIFTED BY ANGELS HANDS
SENT TO GODS HEAVENLY LAND ON HIGH
FREEDOM WAS THEIR LAST BATTLE CRY
FOR HITLER, GONE WAS HIS GLORIOUS DREAM
FOR IT WAS ABOUT TO FACE THE WRATH
OF THE ALLIES MIGHTY FIGHTING MACHINE
DEFEATING GERMANYS EVIL NAZIS REGIME
THE MIGHT OF THE NAVY BIG GUNS POWER
THEY POUNDED ENEMY LINES BY THE HOUR
SOLDIERS FIGHTING EVERY INCH OF THE WAY
ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT AND THE DAY
BATTLE WEARY AND TIRED MARCHING ON
THEY KNEW THIS BATTLE IT MUST BE WON
A LONG AND BITTER BATTLE TO OVERCOME
THE ENEMY FLED IN COMPLETE DISARRAY
THE TEARS OF FEAR THEY CRIED IN DISMAY
ANGELS OF PEACE APPEARED EVERYWHERE
MANY LOST SOULS THEY CAME TO TAKE CARE
GUIDED BY THESE ANGELS TO HEAVEN ABOVE
TO LIVE IN A WORLD OF PEACE AND LOVE
AMEN
Poem © By R.F.HORTON
Awesome,,,,Touching,,,Brilliant,, I was alongside THEM,, 
