Fair Wind and Following Seas

No roses grow on a sailor’s grave

Nor wreaths upon the storm-tossed waves

No last post from the Royals band

So far away from their native land

No heartbroken words carved on stone

Just shipmates lying there alone

The only tributes are the seagulls sweep

And the teardrops when a loved one weeps


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