For my son currently serving with 29 Commando Regiment, he just sent me this beautiful photo taken last night. I hope my poem does it justice.

 

Outside the Royal Citadel, standing tall and proud,

backdropped by a summer sky and dappled cloud.

A memorial for those who paid the ultimate price,

we remember them, lest we forget their sacrifice.

 

A memorial for members of 29/95 Commando Regiment,

manufactured from cartridge cases fired and spent.

A commando dagger, mounted on a pile of cannonball,

a tribute to the fallen, blank space for those who yet may fall.

 

For all those lives lost in battle in Iraq, Afghanistan,

Aden, Sierra Leone, Northern Ireland and Oman.

We give thanks for all you do and all you have done,

for your service we salute you, each and everyone.