There are no roses on sailors graves
Nor wreaths upon the storm tossed waves
No last post from the Royals band
So far away from their native land
No heartbroken words carved on stone
Just shipmates bodies floating there alone
The only tributes are the seagulls sweeps
And the teardrop when a loved one weeps
UNKNOWN

The Motto of my service is, this we do, "That Others May Live" Sometimes the sea wins the fight. Yours, Aye Dave