(For My Sons)
My boys, my three lions of England,
let the lion of Judah roar in your hearts.
As a lad I was lonely, No control, no power,
too many false starts.
I could only look to the stars when they came
for blood.
The piece missing in my heart, brotherhood.
Lads, this world is beautiful with its signs,
symbols and the night sky.
But boy, it's tough! And tougher alone.
Love and loyalty is hard not to have, or to own.
It's yours in theirs back to back!
Fortify. Be the backbone.
Allister pushed Jonathon over the line in sacrifice.
Bronze and silver turned Britannia's heart gold.
Through toil, sweat, and blood, you mould.
Align your principles, however daunting in one
there's all.
Understand each other, Be encouraged I believe
in you all.
Uplift one another, if it's your time to back step,
step, there's one crusade. Thick and Thin.
With Tristian in his corner Andrew lifts the world
championship belt. They both win.
Set your heart on things above. Be strong and courage's.
A battle around every bend.
Fight the good fight unified, fear not. If necessary
until the end.
I love you, Dad xxx