God Bless Our Fallen

[darsky]

This was my brother

At Dieppe,

Quietly a hero

Who gave his life

Like a gift,

Withholding nothing.

 

His Youth..his love..

His enjoyment of being alive..

His future, like a book

With half the pages still uncut.

 

This was my brother

At Dieppe.

The one who built me a doll house

When I was seven.

Complete to the last small picture frame.

Nothing forgotten.

 

He was awfully good at fixing things,

At stepping into the breach when he was needed.

 

That's what he did at Dieppe;

He was needed.

And even death must have been a little shamed

At his eagerness

[wolfville]

Amen ...