When Peace Entered In Poem by Joyce Hemsley

May the eighth two thousand and ten
will soon be here, bringing sweet memories
ever dear, for on the eighth day of May
nineteen forty-five, people in Britain were
dancing the jive. They were in clover...
war was over. In each town centre and
on each village green, the happiness of
freedom could be seen. Every face shone
with the pleasure of being alive, on the
eighth day of May nineteen forty-five.
Memoirs to treasure.