The Man Of Our Times Poem by chris spurrell

Born in the yearof eighteen seventy four
This great man was the son of a lord
Well educated at Harrow and Sandhurst
He joined the army on his twenty first
Saw active service with many adventures
But his finest hour is when he took the floor
As our prime minister in the second world war
His way with words his wonderful speeches
Reached everyone's heart and rallied the people
With cigar in hand and a victory sign
And a smile that told us every things fine
With an unfailing courage he would not give in
He knew in his heart goodness would win
Although sometimes the future looked bleak
He gave us the courage when he started to speak
As Britain stood alone to defend her homes
The battle of britain as it became known
It certainly was our finest hour
He gave us the strenght and the will to go on
But not only us in our darkest hour
But for all the freedom loving people all over the world
Sir Winston Churchill never can never be
Another great gentleman just like thee.