Funeral Poem

#1
Gents,
My Grandad past away last night and I want to read a poem at his funeral as he was a WW2 Soldier, I remember seeing one called "Stand-down soldier" but I've spent far too long tonight trying to find it on arrse. Could a fellow arrser Pse paste a link or offer a poem that would suit.

Thankyou
 
#3
condolences moonmonkey
 
#5
Thankyou all for your help, I was looking for Standown Soldier but I found this one with your help. I'm looking forward to toasting my grandad and wearing my uniform and his medals with pride, this is the one I've chose.

WHY DID YOU DO IT GRANDAD ? YOU KNOW IT UPSETS YOU SO.


Why do you do it grandad? When you know it upsets you so

Every year you march in London, tell me why do you need to go?

You stand in the cold for hours just waiting for your turn

When you march past with the others tell me why do you look so stern?



I remember asking you these questions last year in the November

All you said to me was, it’s a time for us all to remember

You told me I was too young to know of the horrors of war

You then wrapped up your medals and put them back in the drawer



When you passed away last year I got your medals out

I did a bit of checking and now know what you were on about

Although I have never fought and hope I never will

I can now understand why for 2 minutes everyone stands still



Don’t worry grandad I promise you I will wrap up warm

When early in the morning 3 ranks we will form

I will wear your medals with pride all shiny on my chest

When I march, I will remember, you, and all the rest



Peter Southern



Thanks again for all your help.
 
#6
Sincere Condolences mate. The poem is beautiful and made my eyes quiet wet, your Grandad will be proud of you. Well done.
 
#7
Moon_Monkey_Spunk said:
Thankyou all for your help, I was looking for Standown Soldier but I found this one with your help. I'm looking forward to toasting my grandad and wearing my uniform and his medals with pride, this is the one I've chose.

WHY DID YOU DO IT GRANDAD ? YOU KNOW IT UPSETS YOU SO.


Why do you do it grandad? When you know it upsets you so

Every year you march in London, tell me why do you need to go?

You stand in the cold for hours just waiting for your turn

When you march past with the others tell me why do you look so stern?



I remember asking you these questions last year in the November

All you said to me was, it’s a time for us all to remember

You told me I was too young to know of the horrors of war

You then wrapped up your medals and put them back in the drawer



When you passed away last year I got your medals out

I did a bit of checking and now know what you were on about

Although I have never fought and hope I never will

I can now understand why for 2 minutes everyone stands still



Don’t worry grandad I promise you I will wrap up warm

When early in the morning 3 ranks we will form

I will wear your medals with pride all shiny on my chest

When I march, I will remember, you, and all the rest



Peter Southern



Thanks again for all your help.
Excellent choice mate.

I'm sure if you delete:

'When you passed away last year I got your medals out'

And insert:

'Now you have passed away I got your medals out'

Peter Southern will forgive you.
 
#8
Excellent Choice my friend I'm sure he would have been proud

Sincere Condolances
 
#9
Your a braver man than me MMS.....I would never get to the end of that verse.....Good Luck

Stand Easy Grandad. RIP
 
#10
Thankyou all, thats going to be the hardest part, getting to the bloody end without loosing it! My grandad would be telling me to stop being a fairy and get on with it, thats what will get me through!

Regards
 
T

the_mentalist

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#12
Sorry to hear of your loss.

But old soldiers never really die, and I am sure he will live on in your memory until you join him on the final reorg!

T_M
 
#16
"The Final Inspection"

The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass.

"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?

"The Solider squared his shoulders and said
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint.

"I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just to steep,

And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.

If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand.

"There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.

"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
 
#17
My condolences, mate. A lovely tribute.
 
#18
sorry to hear bout your grandad mate, I'm thinkin of ya buddy! absolutely fitting poem and nice of mr Southern to come online.

Stand easy grandad

Mick
 

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