Mid muffled drums, bugle calls, sobs and cries

We fondly recall his soldiering days gone by

Weep not for him as we bid a fond farewell

There are so many proud deeds of his to tell

In peace and war he was always there

Standing tall and never reluctant to dare

Always were his thoughts for others

He was a leader, patriot, soldier and brother

Now he leaves to join old comrades far, far away

Yet his spirit still lives with us, forever and a day

Marching alongside us as we seek tomorrow

All in step together, with Duty First as our proud Motto

George Mansford ©