I have made for you a song, <br />And it may be right or wrong, <br />But only you can tell me if it’s true; <br />I have tried for to explain <br />Both your pleasure and your pain, <br />And, Thomas, here’s my best respects to you! <br />O there’ll surely come a day <br />When they’ll give you all your pay, <br />And treat you as a Christian ought to do; <br />So, until that day comes round, <br />Heaven keep you safe and sound, <br />And, Thomas, here’s my best respects to you!<br /><br />Rudyard Kipling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-thomas-atkins-2/
