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USS Dyson DD 572 Prayer Poem
« am: 15 Mai 2018, 17:26:44 »
When We Get There

Will they know us when we get there, our shipmates lost at Sea,
We probably will know most of them because we know they free.

They haven't changed as men, they still love the ocean breeze
In their hearts they're still young and in their mind is at peace.

Will they be for us waiting at Heaven's pearly gates,
to tell us all how proud they are to be our Shipmates.

They were the best a man could be through good times and the bad,
and made our ship the greatest Destroyer for this we all are glad.

Our ranks are getting thinner, as we grow old and gray,
when we all have left this earth to gather in Heaven someday.

We'll have a great Ship's Reunion, that’s for sure, in gold,
since after all in spite of having grown old.

Much larger than today, that’s is a promise, we will hold
since after all in spite of having grown old.

They will run the show to show what they have earned,
and teach us what heaven has them learned.

Will they know us when we get there,
our shipmates lost at Sea, waiting for us at the heavens stair.

And all of those we've lost since then waiting for us fatefully,
they have prepared for us an open vacancy.

Shipmates are Shipmates forever free,
and that's the code we all lived by when we sailed the sea.

I'm not afraid to leave this earth as I once used to be,
because I'll meet my Shipmates, all those men who served with me.

The Dyson was our home away from home,
wherever we did roam.
It's nice to be important, but it's more important to be nice.