Our Mates
There are some you’ll never know
In your life as you come and go
And others who are true friends
Who will be with you to the end
They all wore the blue
In shades of black and khaki too
All members of the sacred trust
Mate-ship was for us a must
Near and dear we will remember them
Each stood with us until the end
Branded forever wearing the blue
Nothing less would ever do.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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