The Lifeboat Men of Old Hunstanton
By Joyce White
The flare’s gone
up, alarm bells ring
Crew has
gathered as quick as a flash,
Bedecked already
in wet-weather gear
Ready the waves
to thrash
All aboard the
lifeboat
It’s just gone
down the slip-way,
Bouncing along
on white horses
No time for
nerves to fray.
Could it be
someone overboard
In the cold and
choppy water
“Hold on mate,
help is near”
Imagine what the
crew’s thoughts are.
They never think
of their own skins
Out to save
lives of others,
They’ve helped
another to safety
No task too much
to bother.
Wet and cold
they bring them in
A man along with
his dog,
Ambulance crew
is standing by,
Spectators, all
agog.
A job well done,
you lifeboat men
A fine and
gallant crew.
So study the
weather forecast in the ‘Wash’
Next time it
could be you.
Note from HOL & Doreen:
We are sure Joyce includes the brave Lifeboat Women when writing
this poem |