Ground Observer Ward Leader
For Grandpa Leroy Bridges
Atop Cronacher Hill amidst the trees,
An observatory lookout…
He led the volunteers there to see
Which aircraft were about.
Wanting to help the war effort
But disability did forbid it,
He the home front to comfort;
Disappointed to join? He hid it.
Hitler threatened to take the Brits
And then to us he’d come.
The ground observer must keep his wits
And keep the vigil not numb.
If Brits fall and Hitler come
To us, we’d be third
To be hit with a mighty sum
Of bombings dropped from steel bird.
‘Though some laugh now
Thinking bombs imaginary, unreal…
But little realize Hitler…how
A world to rule—first kill.
© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.
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