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Glory of
Women (by
Siegfried Sasson)
You love us when
we're heroes, home on leave
Or wounded in a mentionable place.
You worship decorations; you believe
That chivalry redeems the war's disgrace.
You make us shells. You listen with delight,
By tales of dirt and danger fondly thrilled.
You crown our distant ardours while we fight,
And mourn our laurelled memories when we're killed.
You can't believe that British troops retire
When hell's last horror breaks them, and they run.
You can't believe a women like me is fighting still.
I
Will Always Remember You
(by Gini Stern)
You were born in
California
New York and Tennessee
You are every generations hope
of all that we can be
All this land between the oceans
Is the home that you defend
You're my mother, you're my daughter
My sister, my friend
No one ever had
to ask you
It seemed you always knew
Standing up for what is right
Is all that you could do
Not one to look the other way
You choose to serve with pride
And dared to cross the boundaries
Knowing God was on your side
And I will
always remember you
For you remembered me.
Always there when I needed you
Always there protecting my freedom
How could I ever forget you
You, who always came through
For duty, honor, country
I will always remember you
How you taught
us strength and courage
And the will to never fail
And that through our every conflict
Somehow triumph would prevail
You made your peace with history
And stand among the brave
No more the unsung hero
For you our banners wave
And I will
always remember you
For you remembered me
Always there when I needed you
Always there protecting my freedom
How could I ever forget you
You, who always came through
For duty, honor, country
I will always remember you
The Fire
Bombing (by James Dickey)
Goodbye to the
grassy mountains
To cloud streaming from the night engines
Flags, pennons, curved silks
of air myself streaming also
My body covered
With flags, the air of flags
Between the engines.
Forever I do not sleep in that position,
Forever in a turn
For home that breaks out streaming banners
From my wingtips,
Wholly in femine position to admire.
mcgeough@ibm.net
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