World War II


When war broke out in in ‘39
I was just a child of five
I was trained off to the North of Wales
my chance to stay alive.

But my heart was still in Liverpool
prime target of the war
bombs came raining down on her
two thousand tonnes or more

It made me feel so guilty as
I played in fields and woods
my family back in Liverpool
‘midst bombs and fires and floods.

Then life became just wonderful
in nineteen forty five
the war finally brought to an end
it was so good to be alive.



By Dave Price