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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419971" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>COLLEVILLE SUR MER (D Day + 50)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The day is hot, no hint of a breeze<br>As I kneel down on ancient knees<br>At the grave of you, most brave, <br>who died in Omaha’s first wave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our mother never did recover<br>from losing you. Like many mothers.<br>she, ever after, hid the scar.<br>Poor recompense is a gold star.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rows of crosses on the plain<br>Each bears a date, a rank, a name.<br>Lives ended by the chance of war.<br>None will see their home once more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was your sacrifice in vain? <br>One tyrant fell, but more remain<br>The Reich that fell now better known<br>as the common market Euro zone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Europe’s Jews gained a respite<br>From Hitler’s hate and krystalnacht<br>Yet soon the surging Moslem tide<br>May again erupt in genocide</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My grandson helps me to my feet.<br>and steadies me with his strong arm.<br>The Medal of Honor on my chest<br>belongs, in truth, to these who rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419971" data-title="COLLEVILLE SUR MER (D Day + 50) de John F. McCullagh" data-description="The day is hot, no hint of a breeze As I kneel down on ancient knees At the grave of you, most brave, who died in Omaha’s first wave. Our mother never did recover from losing you. Like many mothers. she, ever after, hid the scar. Poor recompen..."></div> </div> </div>
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