Tuesday, June 6, 2017

June 6, 1944


My mother was praying. My father was fighting. Both were doing their part. They hadn't met.

D Day


A day we must not forget
The beach was long and sandy
The troops were sitting ducks
The sky was filled with clouds
The boats kept coming
The Germans kept shooting
The Allies kept dying
We keep remembering June 6, 1944



© Catherine Woods 2017
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