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All was calm
On that December day,
Planes silently coming in
From far away.

From out of the clouds
Planes flew in the air,
Dropping bombs
From everywhere.

Men were still sleeping
In their beds,
While enemy planes
Were flying overhead.

The lives of the lost
Are still being remembered,
Relatives left behind
Their hearts and souls still battered.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Dec.7/2005

In remembrance of the lives lost that day December,7/1941.