Today is not a holiday
We celebrate like some birthday
Instead it is a mark in time
That saved us all from our decline.
Six, six, four, four, who can forget
Those memories without regret
The world we knew was on its knees
Until those ships did sail the seas
To land upon that foreign shore
Where thousands died and so much more.
How sad that we discard their deeds
And in the end, neglect their needs !
FORGIVE US LORD.
Claire V. Bogdanos 