The makings of a Marine

Sea and memories,

Left their mark,

Boy to Man,

conceived so dark.

Handsome and Lovely

Honour and bold,

Desserts/ and Soldiers;

to War so cold.

But you human and Passionate-

forged on the Lympstone moors,

Hurting and upholding

for bravery and Laws.

Hills roll to meadows and meadows to seas,

Country to Country.

You're part of me.