To a bomber pilot

Take down his coat

Pack up his things

The scribbled note 

The tunic with wings

The books, cricket pads and bat.

And his beloved mis-shapen hat

Auction his car

Attend to his debts

And then there are

His several pets

The tortoise, collie dog and bird

Whose cheerful chirp is now unheard

No more kissing

And popsies thrilled

He's reported Missing

Believed killed

He had no ribbons, won no fame

We'll toast his memory just the same.