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THE ARIZONA
By Harold Holland, Army
Writing Type: Poem
We are the Arizona lying here in the deep,
never to rise again, we are all fast asleep.
We shall never again see our family and friends,
for life as we did know it has come to an end.
We used to watch the sun dip deep into the sea,
thinking of the good times we had, just you and me.
We want you, who have survived us, to always remember,
all those who lie in the deep because of seven Dece1nber.
We are among the many shipmates who died, and fast asleep,
forget us not, lying here in the deep, and in your prayers, do us keep.
