A Soldier

Still a Soldier

I lay here today

I know some Don’t understand

I will try to explain it

The soldier and the man

I served my country

For many a year

I retired long ago

But the soldiers still here

I put on my uniform

I wore it to foreign lands

The soldier I was

Is still the man

I have been a good man

And a friend to many here today

But I’ve been a soldier all along

Even after so many years

And so my final salute

I render today

I’m still a proud soldier

I’m just on my way

Rest in peace soldier !

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Think of me as one at rest

For me you should not weep

I have no pain no troubled thoughts

For I am just asleep

The living thinking me that was,

Is now forever still

And life goes on without me now

As time forever wilIf your heart is heavy now

Because Ive gone away

Dwell not long upon it friend

For none of us can stay

Those of you who liked me

I sincerely thank you all

And those of you who loved me

I thank you most of all



And in my fleeting lifespan

As time went rushing by

I found some time to hesitate

To laugh, to love, to cry

Matters it now if time began

If time will ever cease?

I was here, I used it all,

And now I am at peace
Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: ‘Death has been swallowed up in victory.’ ‘Where, O Death, has your victory gone? Where, O Death, is your sting?’ The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
This passage offers a vision of a feast prepared by God for all peoples, with death being swallowed up forever.
A special Mum is hard to find
For that we know is true
You gave to us unselfishly
Every single part of you

Your winning smile, those sparking eyes,
The way you made us laugh,
We know you were so peaceful
As you travelled Heaven’s path

Your memory is your inner strength,
Which last a whole life through,
God threw away the mould Mum
The day that he made you

Whenever we are lonely
And need your loving hand
We know that you will guide us
In life, to understand

That each day you’ll walk beside us,
We will never be alone,
The only thing that’s changed now Mum
Is that you are not at home
If I should die, think only of me

That theres some corner of a foreign field

That is for ever England. There shall be

in that rich earth a richer dust concealed

A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware

Gave once her flowers to love, her ways to roam

A body of England’s breathing English air

Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home

And think, this heart, all evil shed away

A pulse in the eternal mind, no less

Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given

Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day

And laughter, learnt of friends, and gentleness

In hearts at peace, under an English heav

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