Class of 1982

Falklands 82

Class of 1982


The ground trembled, as they past.

Softly sung words, 

bugle calls and pipes,

Which once again 

Woke us from our slumber.


Revived our spirit,

So we too joined.

Sat upon those steps.

At the entrance

To Valhalla .


That bond

That only warriors share

Made light that day

The joyous celebration

Of our deeds.


30 Years gone

But never a day forgotten

The silence has returned

as has the birdsong

Now ceased their laments


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"...At the entrance/To

"...At the entrance/To Valhalla..." These words are the eternal tone poets seek and seldom find. - slc