As I look out over the harbor today, I can picture in my mind what happened that day.
Everyone was asleep all silent in bed, with the forth comming danger in noones head.
The silence of that peaceful Sunday, never got to teh very next Monday.
Then came that buzz up so high, to give us a suprise that caused many to die.
The men who could rushed to their guns, to stop the Japs fromt heir many runs.
Bombs were dropping and torpedoes popping, ships weere sinking and people blinking.
When all was done, and I stopped my gun, I looked at the fleet sunk in the deep.
We honor the people who fought that day, on a once peacful December Sunday.
