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THE LAST ONE? The cannons roared 21 times Against the greystones of Parliament The reverberations felt by every living soul honouring the dead The pelting rain did not deter and made the solemnity of the moment expressly more so The flags at half-staff seemed to feel that moment as they drooped in the rain The bitter cold rain fell on the soldiers whose hands were folded on their overturned rifles Last Post was sounded. Haunting notes. The soldiers had their march past There goes Charlie, the 102-year-old vet Still sprightly, a tear on his cheek A chaplain intoned, “At the going down of the sun, And in the morning, We will remember them” “EYES RIGHT” The Governor General took the salute from The Royal Highland Regiment of the Black Watch Resplendent … their red hackles on black tams Resplendent … The Chief of Aboriginals in full Chiefs Headdress snapped a salute And a thousand other service men and women Marched in unison as the jets SCREAMED overhead in Broken formation No, we did not forget We were there to remember |
Additional Notes:
The Governor General is the Queens representative to Canada.
The poem mentioned (in part), was written by C.E.W. Bean. The poem is sometimes referred to
as the Scouts Poem.
The red hackles on the tams are redfeathers. Each regiment has their own colours.
The 102 year old soldier is real, but I made up the name.
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