Brief history of my lost uncle James Healy, item 6

• November 28, 2018 11:42:48 Vasiliki Vasileiadou

  "King, Queen and country"

  
  

  Ty My Truest of Pals

  "MY MOTHER"

  
  

  May the LORD watch for ever between me and thee.

  When we are absent one from the other 

  Are the words that I send with heart full of love,

  To the best of dear pals, MY MOTHER.

  
  

  For King, Queen and Country we' re fighting,

  "Honour and Right" is our watchword true ;

  Tho "Might" at first seemed to hold the sway,

  Naught shall conquer the Red, White and Blue.

  
  

  Twas many months since that I left my loved home,

  To answer old England's cry ;

  The parting was hard, and tho she tried to be brave,

  There was a tear in my dear mother' s eye.
  

  
  

  "God bless you" said she, "God bless her," say I,
  

  For of mothers no man had a better ;
  

  And while I, m in England or when out at the Front
  

  She knows I shall never forget her.
  

  
  

  So, cheer up, dear mother, my truest of pals,
  

  Tho' at parting your heart may feel sore,
  

  We will all look forward with hearts full of hope
  

  To true happiness when peace comes once more.
  

  
  

  
  

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• November 28, 2018 11:22:32 Vasiliki Vasileiadou

  "King, Queen and country"
  

  
  

  Ty My Truest of Pals
  

  "MY MOTHER"
  

  
  

  May the LORD watch for ever between me and thee.
  

  When we are absent one from the other 
  

  Are the words that I send with heart full of love,
  

  To the best of dear pals, MY MOTHER.
  

  
  

  For King, Queen and Country we' re fighting,
  

  "Honour and Right" is our watchword true ;
  

  Tho "Might" at first seemed to hold the sway,
  

  Naught shall conquer the Red, White and Blue.

  
  

  Twas many months since that I left my loved home,
  

  To answer old England's cry ;
  

  The parting was hard, and tho she tried to be brave,
  

  There was a tear in my dear mother' s eye.
  

  
  

  "God bless you" said she, "God bless her," say I,
  

  For of mothers no man had a better ;
  

  And while I, m in England or when out at the Front
  

  She knows I shall never forget her.
  

  
  

  So, cheer up, dear mother, my truest of pals,
  

  Tho' at parting your heart may feel sore,
  

  We will all look forward with hearts full of hope
  

  To true happiness when peace comes once more.
  

  
  

  
  

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