Just a personal note to Leon, Spamel, Mike and all the other members here who have served or are still serving.
Its an honour to share a virtual campfire with you - thank you for your service - we don't say that enough.
Red
He did not grow old as I am growing old,
He remains, perfect in the fading photographs.
And yet
He did not live a perfect life nor die a perfect death.
He was no hero, no perfect superman.
He trembled as the shells and screams surrounded him.
He did not die raised up to glory but hurled down in the mud.
And yet
He did not run, he did not hide.
He faced his fears and fell.
I cannot comprehend how he stood.
I will never know how he died.
And yet
Perhaps I do understand the why of it.
He died so that I do not have to know.
And yet
What grieves me most is that I do not know his name and cannot thank him by it.
Lest we forget
Its an honour to share a virtual campfire with you - thank you for your service - we don't say that enough.
Red
He did not grow old as I am growing old,
He remains, perfect in the fading photographs.
And yet
He did not live a perfect life nor die a perfect death.
He was no hero, no perfect superman.
He trembled as the shells and screams surrounded him.
He did not die raised up to glory but hurled down in the mud.
And yet
He did not run, he did not hide.
He faced his fears and fell.
I cannot comprehend how he stood.
I will never know how he died.
And yet
Perhaps I do understand the why of it.
He died so that I do not have to know.
And yet
What grieves me most is that I do not know his name and cannot thank him by it.
Lest we forget