Seventy-five Years On

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The swish-swash of churning waves
fills the heavy boots
before the men are waist high
in chilling water.

Bodies spat relentlessly
into an ocean snare
and heavy sands
many will not escape.

Seventy-five years
passed in a blink
those young men
grown old are sad.

Comrades taken in youth
remembered
fresh faced
steadfast in memory.

They live on
in old hearts
heavy with loss
tears never far.

Today they reminisce
relive the sacrifice
letters and poetry
offered in remembrance.

But for those returned
the true tribute
forever etched
in hearts and minds.

© June 6th 2019 Christine Nedahl