I never knew you, Great Uncle Jack; you went off to war,
But didn’t come back.
It was nearly Christmas, in nineteen seventeen,
Of home and family, you and your friends must have dreamed.
In the night you gave your life, making the ultimate sacrifice.
Sunk by a U-boat, in the North sea,
Your eternal resting place, this was to be.
I will think of you this Sunday, and all that you gave,
Along with all the others, from the Crimea to Today,
I will raise a glass, and toast to you all:
“Thank you my heroes, your memories live on”