Heroine of Dunkirk

You may recall

When the old century was young

And life was filled with simple joys,

Small children waving from the marshes

As I paddled the careless holiday crowds

To Margate, Chatham and Strood

 

Streamers hanging gaily from my masthead

White water churning at my bow

The old King, standing, proudly watching,

Acknowledged the river’s sovereignty

And named me Medway Queen.

 

I carried those marsh babies when bombs fell,

Far from home to Anglian fens

Holding them safe in uncertain times

I calmed their fears

Lullabying their sleep

With heartbeat’s steady thrum.

 

Then seven thousand souls I saved

Plucked from the roiling waters of Dunkirk

Rescued from confusion and the chaos

Of a nightmare world

And brought them safely home.

Of all those little ships that made

That perilous journey back and forth

I earned the right to call myself

The Heroine of Dunkirk

 

And as this century grows old

When waves run high or you are far from home

I’ll keep you safe with lullabies and love

And hold you till the nightmares are all gone.

 

I will be your Medway Queen

Your sunny day, your safe return,

Your constant friend, and till time’s end

Your Heroine of Dunkirk.

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