Comments pertaining to the Fleet Air Arm.


Lost another mate of 60 years, Barry Sheather crossed the bar 30th. Dec 2015  Fair Winds and Smooth Seas on you final voyage   MateAnzac Sailor

Miss Me But Let Me Go-

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me,

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room;

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little- but not too long

And not with your head bowed low.

Remember the love that we once shared,

Miss me but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take

And each must go alone.

It’s all a part of the Master’s plan,

A step , on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart,

Go to the friends we know

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds,

Miss me – but let me go.