"Lest We Forget"
written by an ex-soldier, to a man whose granddaughter asked
about the badges and the motto on his old leather jacket.
"At the going down of the sun,
and in the morning, we will remember them"
A poem by an
My Grandad’s battered leather jacket
Bears a couple of badges
One from the Regiment he served in,
with the words "Lest We Forget".
Now Grandad pretends he’s hard and crusty
But is really a big softie within.
He has rules which you have to
And if you break them he gets pretty grim.
stay inside the rules, he is funny,
charismatic, and pretty
At times he can be rather annoying,
but he’s my
Grandad so I just forgive him.
I said, “Grandad, what does ‘Lest
We Forget’ mean?”
He looked down at me, smiled and said,
“There’s a verse from many years back pet,
that’s ingrained in
Serving Folks’ heads.”
He bowed his head as if praying
spoke from the depth of his heart.
“This verse I will never
Until the day from this earth, do I part.
They shall not grow old,
As we, that are left, grow old,
the years condemn,
For at the going down of the Sun,
We will Remember them.
“Now let me
explain that to you pet,”
and in a far-off soft voice he told,
“They shall not grow old," in our minds
Means they died and
cannot grow old.
They died for you to enjoy freedoms
you enjoy every day without fuss.
And they died serving their
believing their cause to be right and just.
next is the line for the lucky ones
Those that survived and live
on with pride
“As we, that are left, grow old"
With only memories of those that died.
The line "Nor the years
As their orders completed right through,
They did their
duty and paid the price:
That cause must always remain true.
“At the going down of the sun, and in the morning, we
will remember them”
should always be said, that
wasn’t politicians on the front line:
It was Tommy, and Billy,
It was everyday folk that won you the right
everyday life, enjoyed without fear,
Because of the ultimate
price paid by many
For all of those things you hold so dear.
That is why I wear my badge with pride,
With the words ‘Lest
we Forget’ inscribed,
To enjoy the freedom we all have
And remember, for this, those that died.”
I remember those
words that he said to me;
I thought about its meaning in many
I know that our freedom came at a cost:
They gave their
tomorrows for our todays.
I hope my dear Grandad don't mind,
But I stole his badge to wear with pride,
To show the world that
I remember them –
He’ll be proud to see that I care deep inside.
I am proud that he served our Country
In his battered old
leather jacket too,
I am so proud to call him my Grandad,
know now what he’s been through.
Poem written by my nephew, Mick
former Warrant Officer, British Army.
He wrote this poem to a man whose
asked about the badges and the “Lest
motto on his old leather jacket.
He says, “All of which are absolutely true”.
Tory, Gloucester, Nov 2015
Poem "Lest We Forget" - reflecting on 'At the going down of
the sun, and in the morning, we will remember them'
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