A year has passed yet in our hearts his memory lingers sweet,
A memory that time will ne’er efface.
With tear bedimmed eyes we think how once his loving smile we’d greet,
But now alas no more we’ll see his face.

The foe’s desire for greed and power he did his best to foil,
And in the doing he gave his noble life.
And now he sleeps, his last long sleep beneath a foreign soil,
Unheeding all the turmoil and the strife.

Faithful to duty he did his little part,
A humble member of the Seaforth Clan.
And we at home who mourn his loss, within our heart o’ hearts,
Are proud to know he proved himself a man.

With tear dimmed eyes we look across the sea,
And picture in our thoughts a soldier’s grave.
Where you dear son now lie so peacefully,
Beneath he soil you gave your life to save.

A year ago you made the sacrifice, and we
To fate’s decree now sadly humbly bow.
Our eyes into the future cannot see,
But that which God ordains is right we know.