Jack's gone Mary, you'll know by now
but I felt I had to write
we've lost him too, he was our rock
he gave us all the courage to fight.
He often talked about you, Mary
and your quiet little village near Dover
and his dreams of a rose-covered cottage, there
when this gory hell was over.
There was no-one braver, he showed no fear
he was a hero amongst his men
but his heart was always with you, girl
and now he's at peace again.
Don't grieve long, Mary, enjoy your life
you know he would wish that you do
just cherish the memories, and at Heaven's gate
Jack will be there for you.
Tony Bradley
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