Thoughts in wartime

Thoughts in wartime

Think of the time when sirens were

Heard throughout the night.

Over and over again we met

Underground.. With families of strangers

Great friendships were forged

Hands held tight in the dark

Thinking of a time when the

Sirens would stop and there would be peace.

©Margaret Stacey
Poem reproduced for this website with author’s permission.

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