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And as we are close to the 11th

Written in respect of all those who have served, fought, been injured and died in the name of King, Queen and country.

The Story of Tommy.

Tommy was an orphan. His parents he never knew.
Raised in total poverty. Possessions he had few.

Born on the streets on the city. A place of fear and dread.
No home life for poor Tommy. Not even a regular bed.

His trousers were all ragged. He had a runny nose.
He hardly washed or had a bath. He never changed his clothes.

He didnt have much schooling. He couldn't read or write.
He never had much feeling. Between what was wrong or right.

But Tommy was a survivor. He never did show fear.
He quickly became his own man. Fighting for life so dear.

Tommy is now a young man. Still roaming the streets at night.
He cannot find a decent job. So he learns how to steal and fight.

Then one day Tommy saw a notice. Upon a broken wall.
"Join the British army". It was a rallying call.

Somewhere to put your head down. Three meals every day.
To Tommy this sounded like heaven. To him it was the way.

To get out from this rotten life. To leave the streets so poor.
To get his life on track again. But Britain was now at WAR.

They taught him how to stand up straight. To march a steady line.
They found he was a perfect shot. He hit the target every time.

So Tommy is now on 'Flanders Fields'. And death is all around.
His friends and foe are dying. In War's unGodly sound.

But Tommy lives to survive the war. And make his way back home.
Back to England's pleasant shores. No more will he roam.

Tommy is now a Sergeant. Three stripes on his arm.
He oozes so much confidence, and a subtle sort of charm.

His recruits stand before him. In columns oh so proud.
One thing he has taught them. That he's their 'Daddy' now.

He tries to teach them all he knows. What he learned along the way.
He prays that they have listened. It might save their lives some day.

Tommy will no more go to war. No more the Army life.
Different priorities on his mind. Two children and a wife.

No more the sound of gunfire. No more the battle cries.
"Up lad's and at 'em". Or. "Stand fast and hold the line".

Because Tommy is now a civilian. Struggling to make his way.
Doing twelve hour shifts at night. To earn a decent pay.

Tommy has now grown older. He sits there all alone.
His wife has sadly gone before. His children rarely phone.

He knows his time will soon arrive, and he will leave this life.
He prays that it's in God's Almighty plan. To be reunited with his wife.

Eventually his day is here, and many gather round.
To reflect on the life of Tommy. A life to be truly proud.

He will not be forgotten by those he has left behind.
For Tommy was a British Soldier. One of a special kind.

Of course "Tommy" may not be his real name. It could be Jack or John.
For he is every soldier, that Britain relies upon.

In every war they have stood and fought. Shoulder to shoulder to the man.
Willing to make the sacrifice for this green and pleasant land.

Be proud of men like "Tommy". They keep our land so free.
Free from others Oppression, Conquest and Tyrany.

So if you see a soldier. In his uniform so grand.
Be proud of what he stands for. Step up and shake his hand.

But also keep within your mind. Those who have paid the price.
Those who have fought in your name. And made the ultimate sacrifice.

God bless our Armed Forces. Be they Army, Navy, Airforce or Marine.
For they are without a shadow of a doubt. The best there has ever been.

Very good read Patmac!

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Lovely post Pat

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