The great bird shuddered,
As her engines spluttered to life.
The men looked at each other,
Thoughts turning to family and wives.
The great bird lifted,
Reaching cruising height.
As the men wondered,
If they would return this night.
The great bird flew,
Onwards, away from home.
Below darkening clouds,
Above rolling sea.
The great bird banked,
As explosions shook the night.
The sound of Hell,
With Heaven's light.
The great bird soared,
And, with target below,
Her cargo was loosed,
And she turned for home.
The great bird survived,
Carrying seven mothers' sons.
Who now stood thankful,
In the early morning sun.
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