Post by Administrator on Aug 14, 2022 22:10:22 GMT
MESS ROOM BOY
Richard Norris, Mess room boy,
Did his bit for victory.
He sailed aboard the GYPSUM QUEEN,
To keep his homeland free.
A fine young man of sixteen years,
Said goodbye to loved ones dear.
Setting out to a seaman’s life,
On the waters far and near.
He took his place among the crew,
On the ocean tempest tossed.
His name was added to the list,
Of those whose lives were lost.
Does anyone remain today,
To claim him as their own.
Who misses such a fine young man,
Long gone from friends and home.
So if you need a hero friend,
Say a thank you if you please.
And as you gaze upon the sea,
Remember Richard Norris, who died for you and me.
Ian A. Millar
Richard Norris, Mess room boy,
Did his bit for victory.
He sailed aboard the GYPSUM QUEEN,
To keep his homeland free.
A fine young man of sixteen years,
Said goodbye to loved ones dear.
Setting out to a seaman’s life,
On the waters far and near.
He took his place among the crew,
On the ocean tempest tossed.
His name was added to the list,
Of those whose lives were lost.
Does anyone remain today,
To claim him as their own.
Who misses such a fine young man,
Long gone from friends and home.
So if you need a hero friend,
Say a thank you if you please.
And as you gaze upon the sea,
Remember Richard Norris, who died for you and me.
Ian A. Millar