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The Turn of the Tide

By Bob Scott

 

 

 

Copyright Bob Scott 2014

 

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Today spare a thought for the Men who fought until the end

To fight in some of the bloodiest rear guard actions

So that so many others may return home.

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Vessels of all shapes and sizes evacuated most

These Vessel’s in epic proportions great and small

Plied their lifesaving trade for the thousands against all odds

But, what of the men, such as the Durham Light Infantry

Welsh Fusiliers, Royal Berkshires Regiment, to name but a few?

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Three days they did battle against the German might

Of the heavy armed Panzer Divisions of tanks and men

Then captured – “You Men, have nothing to be ashamed off“

So a German Officer said, “You put up one hell of a fight”

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This place was the Village of St. Venant

On the Belgium/French border, it was the last Line of Defence

This Village that never forgot those Men so Valliant Be

Most killed in the action - what remained were captured POWs.

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Our Les! A Royal Berkshire man true, was one of these

Taken to a prisoner of war camp in Beutem, Western Poland

Four years he was held there a prisoner, until fate stepped in.

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Les! His boots all worn out, sent his Dear Mother a special plea.

I do desire a pair of new boots, as no longer do my soles exist

Boots arrived at the POW camp, as by the hand of fate

As opportunity he did see, as the guards mistakenly

Turned their backs on him, now this was his moment not to be missed.

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Have a plan - no time for that! Other than to depart in haste

In a south westerly direction he did travel

He walked and walked, forage on the move

Laid his head down in a barn or two, or three, or four

Or more, keeping out of sight on his travels.

In the spring of 1945, arrived at the American lines in Bavaria

Our Les, now in his 95th Year in this 70th Centenary year

Of the Evacuation of Dunkirk.

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Like so many of his Comrades

Forgotten by the many – Remembered by the few

Honoured by the People of St Venant who so remained true

Whilst our Les thanks his Boots that made his escape his due.

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Dedicated to all those that never made it home.

Let’s Honour these Men that helped make it possible

Our Les Kerswill - was one of them.

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