Ashworth
This cross of mine made of bronze,
Unlike my other, made for mother.
Is to honour those that do,
Rather than those that don't, and all other.
A soldier son of Kettering,
They named me James, one of the few names.
To whom this cross has been bestowed,
For deeds and acts, with bullets and flames.
But I would rather be there,
To touch and see, my loving family.
But then again those whom I saved,
Were also important people, close to me.
I chose to lead my fire team,
So don't feel bad, for this Grenadier Guard.
As this cross is not one to bear,
Instead it's there, to remind others of this lad.
Roger Bennett
Penrhyncoch
March 17, 2013
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