It was passed on from one blue jacket in my family to me, and I send it on to any blue jacket here.
Lest We Forget
In Waters Deep
In ocean wastes no poppies blow.
No crosses stand in ordered row.
There young hearts sleep...beneath the wave...
The spirited, the good, the brave,
But stars a constant vigil keep,
For them who lie beneath the deep.
'Tis true you cannot kneel in prayer
On certain spot and think, "He's there".
But you can to the ocean go...
See whitecaps marching row on row;
Know one for him will always ride...
In and out... with every tide.
Eileen Mahoney