To Steve,
Another hospital, another book.
We can’t go on meeting like this.
I’d prefer buying you a pint in the Traff.
Springs here, and summers on it way.
We are all here, waiting for you to show us,
that great smile, and hear again that raucous laugh.
Hey Mr Blue Eyes. It’s time to party!!!
Airborne All The Way
Yours aye
Jim ( Jock ) Love