09/02/2021
Captain Sir Tom Moore
A fitting tribute in memory of Captain Tom ❤️ a poem written by Mick Child
He served his Country years before, when skys’ were dark with clouds of war.
He answered then and joined the fight. Not once afraid to do what’s right.
A life well lived, some smiles, some tears. He now approached one hundred years
A man of courage, care and giving, his body aged, his spirit living
Then Covid came and changed the face - of life for all the human race
The Nation wondered how to cope, so Tom stepped up and gave us hope
This time he faced a silent threat, a viral killer, no cure yet
He met this foe by standing tall and walked his garden, wall to wall
A thousand pounds, his target set. Within four days, that sum was met
He didn’t end, and shut his door, but straightened up and walked some more
When things got tough, he had a choice, to sit in peace, or use his voice
To give with all he had to use, and help the ones who cannot choose
Help those who work with danger rife, and risk themselves to save a life
Who could step back, and do much less. Who choose to work for the NHS
Our praise, out love, our pride he earned, from Captain Tom, a lesson learned
By showing others how to live, he taught us all ‘It’s good to give’
With over thirty million raised, the plaudits came, the papers praised
From Captain to Colonel, promotion given, to honour the goals for which he’d striven
The ultimate praise for all his toil, a Knighthood from the Sovereign Royal
With Covid striking everywhere, we smiled to think of Tom as “Sir”
So think about your neighbourhood, the little ways to do some good
With spirits lifted through the Nation, Tom gained our boundless admiration
With shoulders back he did his bit, his message clear, don’t ever quit
When all your strength and hope is gone, act like a hero – Colonel Tom.
He made the Country stop and see - what can be done by you, or me
So even if you’re ill or ailing, don’t focus on the fear of failing
Our thanks are lame for what was done, the test complete, his battle won
Through Tom, I feel a little bolder. Inspired by this one brave soldier
Mick Child. April 2020
When first under fire an' you're wishful to duck,
Don't look nor take heed at the man that is struck,
Be thankful you're living, and trust to your luck
And march to your front like a soldier.
Rudyard Kipling. 1865-1936.