

With a parachute from aero planes, you floated to the ground,
protecting our fair country, so I sleep safe and sound.
So bold, so brave, so honorable, a hero in my mind.
Well Old Pop the time has come to say our last goodbyes,
and wipe the tears of sadness, from my bright blue eyes.
A pop, a mate, a guardian, for whom I am quite proud,
when you get to heaven, send a message in a cloud.
As time goes by we won’t forget the life that you had lead,
but find a few great moments and keep them in my head.
Goodbye Old Pop, Goodbye.
James Holwell
15 years agoFamily together after James' funeral