Intermission Story (7) – Poem for Tarawa

Pacific Paratrooper

Battle of Tarawa Battle of Tarawa

The Battle for Tarawa
“The time has come,” the commander said,
“When we must fight once more;
So pack your gear and shoulder your gun,
We will board the ship at four.”
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We boarded the ship in New Zealand
For a place we knew not where.
But deep down in our hearts we thought
Of the hardships we’d have to bear
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Twenty long days and twenty long nights
It took to reach the Atolls
We wiped off our guns and counted our shells
And loosened the straps on our rolls
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Then came the word, “All hands topside”
And our boats were lowered to sea I’ll tell you every man was scared
And we prayed for the things to be.
Our fleet was constantly pounding the isle
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To make things easier on shore
Then they finally slacked up around noon
To let our fighting…

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My morning is the splendor of your lips kisses .

The brightness in your charming eyes.

My morning is the breeze of yearning  ,

To your breathe and to your delightful presence.

My morning is the melody the canary sings.

When l hear your sweet voice in my ears.

My morning is your fragrance  which ,

Overwhelms my senses and my soul .

My morning is your smile and your looks.

l thank the Creator  for you being in my life.

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