I
never met him
Part
of the story I heard
The
good family man he was
A
kind hearted soul
A
King Scout in his younger days
Once
a Scout the disciple stays
I
know how a Scout behaves
I
was a Scout in my school
Help
and honour
The
motto one is drilled in
Be
a better person be kind to all
In
the world full of good and bad
Sometimes
others took advantage
The
kind soul reaching out to help
He
did it on his own way
The
memories stayed today
Though
he lived happy
He
let the opportunities passed by
He
lived in his belief
Help
somebody he would get in return
The
Scouting discipline he lived by
In
his years until he left the stage
He
lived with the knowledge he tried his best
And
his memories stayed today
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