

Alfred John George Cossins, born in Peckham Rye
In the year of nineteen nineteen, on the eighth day of July.
He left his home for the army, to serve in many lands,
He could have signed for Arsenal, but he had different plans.
They sent him off to India to man the coastal guns
Until the Japanese invaded Malaysia and other protected lands.
Then a genius soldier came calling, asking for men of steel
To march through steaming jungle, down valley and over hill.
Orde Wingate formed the Chindits with Ferguson at his side
The Chindits then caused mayhem, though many did not survive.
Like all wars, it ended but not before due time.
Wingate never saw the end, what a bloody crime.
The Chindits came home. No Hero, No Fanfare, No Parades
For all the hardships faced and all the jungle graves.
Alfie stayed in the army - he loved the military life.
He had two sons and a daughter and a very loving wife.
Time has passed as it always will,
Once so young, now over the hill.
Alfred John George Cossins will always be a hero to me.
The bugle call of his comrades calling his spirit to be free.
On Christmas Eve of the year twenty twenty one
Alfie took his final breath and now his spirit is gone
Fare thee well brave soldier
Rest eternal in the grave.
Love you Pop.
Stephen Paul.
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