Goodbye in Wootton Bassett

After reading this Daily Telegraph article "Wootton Bassett: A very British way of mourning", I knocked this up. Yeah OK, so it's not going to win any prize, but here goes....

Goodbye in Wooton Bassett

Wide white top and broad side up,
Draped oe'r polished grains of wood,
Peaceful now in a carriage,
On your way to your final home,

The bells of St Bartholomew's toll out a sombre mood,
An eerie silence fills the air for a friend now absent,
Antonymous to the whistling of bullets in your final moment,

The command "Up" is heard,
Friends, family and colleagues salute their hero,
Sunlight rippling across their gleaming medals,
Sixty seconds later, and "Down",

The unknown people of this Wiltshire town,
Out in their thousands, shedding their tears,
To say goodbye to an admired figure,
Now gone forever, but never forgotten.


The Royal British Legion "We will remember them"