From Canadian shore to English lime,
The Maple leaf, your pride in homeland true.
Serving Crown and Commonwealth in war time,
Then as a law enforcer boy in blue.
On greens, perfectly mown, more glory won,
Heavy woods curving inward to meet jack.
Bowls clattering between ends in the sun,
All dressed in white, never running back.
From Heart's Content, Worthing town became home
When Win joined you as a blushing sweet bride.
Grandchildren, great grandchildren one by one
Came along, our Nan with you by her side.
Each of us has life lessons from your hand fed,
Pops, Poppy, or simply put, good old Fred.
© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.
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