Always good-tempered,
Always glad to see you,
Always sorry when you go..
Still panting from the stress,
Of the fierce day that had been,
Cloudless from dawn to late sunset,
And waited for you to return..
Slushy green undergrowth,
Where the roach swim,
As the furious river flow,
Here we keep our nostalgia,
Cool,full and dim..
The Army all saluted,
As they marched along the road,
Was it the King? Or Richest?,
Or was it you?
The world has held great Heroes,
As history books as shown,
But never a name to go down to fame,
Compared to you..
