Kehoe, Edward Michael

Hong Kong

Died 1.10.42

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Died on board the SS Lisbon Maru

Do not stand at my grave and weep;

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there. I did not die.

Should any old comrade be willing to pass on any memories I will gladly see that my parents get them and will reply to the person with my thanks.

Rory Kehoe

email: RKehoe@cochlear.co.uk