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Poet's Corner

We Will Remember
 

By: George James

When the final shot is fired, and the victory is won,
When our navy lives are over, and a new life has begun,
Will we think, in crowded hours, of the days now in the past,
When we very often wondered just how long the war would last.

Will we think of dull mid-watches, which almost made us curse,
When we often told each other, that things couldn’t be much worse.
Will we think of days at Iwo, when our every five inch shell,
Sent some grinning sons of heaven, to their countrymen in hell.

Will we see the picture clearly, if we try then to recall,
The fight we had at Bougainville, and our strike upon Rabaul?
Will names like Guam and Tinian become someday obscure,
Or treasured bits of memory, which always shall endure.

Will we think of Okinawa, the days when “Dizzy-Spell”
Sweated out twice daily air raids, through eighty days of hell
The picket stations we patrolled, the nights in Wiseman’s Cove
How all at once, we cursed and prayed, when Kamikazes dove.

Will we remember Willie, the spirit of the WADS,
Who would win in any struggle, no matter what the odds?
Will we forget the WADSWORTH, when her sides are caked with rust
And the pages of the logs we kept are covered o’er with dust?

No, we won’t forget the WADSWORTH she’s a part of all our lives
Like our brothers, and our sisters, our mothers, and our wives.
She’s been a home to us for years, we know without a vote,
That she’s the best destroyer that’s ever been afloat.


    

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