THE SECOND WORLD WAR
The voice said 'We are at War'
And I was afraid, for I did not know what this meant.
My sister and I ran to our friends next door
As if they could help. History was lessons learnt
With ancient dates, but here
Was something utterly new,
The radio, called the wireless then, had said
That the country would have to be brave. There was
much to do.
And I remember that night as I lay in bed
I thought of soldiers who
Had stood on our nursery floor
Holding guns, on guard and stiff. But war meant blood
Shed over battle-fields, cavalry galloping. War
On that September Sunday made us feel frightened
Of what our world waited for.
Elizabeth Jennings