The bravest of the brave
the fewest of the few
in war before my time
when fearless angels flew.
Spitfires spitting fire
Hurricanes aloft
men prepared to die
while Hitlers army scoffed
They saved my precious land
paid for with their blood
they gave this Isle fresh hope
by turning back the flood.
I thank them even now
by turning back the pages
I thank them oh so much
These heroes of past ages.
Author notes
The picture shows either a Spitfire or Hurricane flown by the RAF in WW2..Even though I am too young to remember, the sight of one is still, to me, very emotive.
Credit- Picture Prompt.
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt (Flight) by Sandygram.
600 points, ended October 22, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Your words are so heartfelt and I can feel the emotion you wrote this with. A beautiful poem. Wonderful flow and rhyme.
Thank you for entering this poem in my contest. This was a pleasure to read this morning. Best of luck in my contest. Take care, Sandy
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That was beautiful.. Well done. Bravo.
Those men you speak of were true heros.
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A very heartfelt tribute to heroes of the past. Wonderful job! I enjoyed this very much! Excellent take on the prompt. Good luck in the contest!
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