The flaming sun is About to be extinguished And the evening star Will rise, to take its place
Like the cool gentle winds Of the night sky Your languid smile Hush the lonely tears Into a lullaby Singing of gallantry and Bravery In battlefields where You excel above all others...
You are not afraid, Death has no power over you.. What you are made of, many men only dream to possess kindness in strength compassion in faith, courage that knows no bounds... the very definition of a soldier like no other...
it is not in your victory alone that you are revered it is your quiet conduct of playing fair and your innocence in atrocities perpetrated by the monsters around you... but you did not capitulate you are unblemished till your end
sweet hero ,gentle general i lay a wreath of promise on your grave... a promise of remembrance till the day i cease to be.. you will always be remembered.. as a loving husband, a caring father... and a soldierβs soldier a man of principles and the light of the men you led in battle , the man they know as their general in the sun...