David R. “Poppa” Alexander

TO THE ONES LEFT BEHIND

To all of you that we left behind
Maybe this will ease your mind.
All of us to a man
Know that you feel sad, just coming home from that land.

But don’t dwell on us for you see
We all are here just across the sea.
We look down on you and sometimes shed a tear,
Because you live in a fantasy of yesteryear.

Sure we all know that you miss the friendship we had
Fear not my brother, your name soon here we will add.
Look not at what might have been
Lift up your eyes and live fondly remembering when.

Your brothers await your journeys end
When that day comes we will be here to greet a friend.
There is a place already made for you to rest
Because you our faithful friend have been the best.