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I covered my mouth so I wouldn’t cry

The Nazis came in brutal they were

The destruction which rained down on us was a blur 

Before they barged in my mother  picked a place for me to hide 

I was there hidden the day you died 

They ransacked our home and I heard a voice saying stand in line

Outside the moon was bright on the river Rhine 

I lay hidden completely terrified 

I was there hidden the day you died 

Laying still so I wouldn’t be caught

I could hear the gunfire a sound not to be forgot

A child of just 13, an orphan I became

Never would I ever be the same 

My mother saved my life by making me hide 

I was there hidden the day she  died.

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Kimberly Green lives in Fort Smith, Arkansas and she is a veteran of the USAF with 21 years of service.  A widow of a 23 year army combat veteran who died from service connected injuries,   she has writing since a tender age but it was after the death of her husband that she started to write more on the topics of war, combat, war injuries and the Holocaust and it’s survivors.   She has been published 56 times most of them in a magazine called Veterans Voices but she has started to branch out because she really would like to see her Holocaust poems published.