End of Tour

 

Throughout the age across the world

Great men have come and gone

Some we recall, some not at all

T’is fate writes histories song

 Many go unsung, unknown

Their feats yet no less great

Recorded not in some great tome, but in books beyond the gate

 

The gates are gold and guarded by

The warriors of the past

Who gave their all for loves true call

And strove until the last

Beyond the gates, beyond the sands

Of this old earthly shore

Past Iwo, Trunk, and Tinian

Are written our true lore

 

Of those who gave not only life

But lifelong work and toil

Not just a moments sacrifice define a service loyal

I raise my glass, a toast to you

Mentor, shipmate, friend

To the tasks still left to do, till your full tour shall end