Funeral Service of Sir Captain Tom Moore.
The Funeral of Sir Captain Tom Moore
took place in Bedford on the 27th of February 2021
Captain Sir Tom Moore
Entrance in Silence
Music - you’ll never walk alone - Tom Moore and Michael Ball
Reading - A Happy man
When these graven lines you see,
Traveller, do not pity me;
Though I be among the dead,
Let no mournful word be said.
Children that I leave behind, (daughters)
And their children, all were kind;
Near to them and to my wife,
I was happy all my life.
My three sons I married right, (daughters)
And their sons I rocked at night; (children)
Death nor sorrow never brought
Cause for one unhappy thought.
Now, and with no need of tears,
Here they leave me, full of years,--
Leave me to my quiet rest
In the region of the blest.
Edwin Arlington Robinson
Welcome by celebrant with thank-you’s,
(including his career and successes) and his personality, and philosophy and achievements.
quote "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step" is a common saying that originated from a famous Chinese proverb. The quotation is from Chapter 64 of the Dao De Jing ascribed to Laozi,
Music for Reflection - The White Cliffs of Dover - Vera Lynn
Tribute from his daughter Lucy
Poem from grandson TT
Oh the Wild, Wild Moors Edwin Waugh
My heart's away in the lonely hills,
Where I would gladly be--
On the rolling ridge of Blackstone Edge.
Where the wild wind whistles free!
There oft in careless youth I roved,
When summer days were fine;
And the meanest flower of the heathery waste
Delights this heart of mine!
Oh, the lonely moors, the breezy moors,
And the stormy hills so free;
Oh, the wild, wild moors; the wild, wild moors,
The sweet wild moors for me.
I fain would stroll on lofty Knowl,
and Rooley Moor again
Or wildly stray one long bright day
In Turvin's bonny glen!
The thought of Wardle's breezy height
Fills all my heart with glee,
And the distant view of the hills so blue
Bring tears into my e'e!
Oh, the lonely moors, the breezy moors,
And the stormy hills so free;
Oh, the wild, wild moors; the wild, wild moors,
The sweet wild moors for me.
Oh, blessed sleep, that brings in dreams
My native hills to me.
The heathery wilds, the rushing streams,
Where once I wandered free!
'Tis a glimpse of life's sweet morning light
A bright angelic ray,
That steals into the dusky night,
And fades with waking day!
Oh, the lonely moors, the breezy moors,
And the stormy hills so free
Oh, the wild, wild moors; the wild, wild moors,
The sweet wild moors for me.
Music - I vow to thee my country - Alfie Bow
Tribute from his Grandson, Benji
Poem - The Magician by melissa Ormiston and Georgia Ingram-Moore
We live with a magician, he makes us laugh all day
He knows what is important, and what I really want to say
He’s been beside me, my whole life, seen every up and down.
He lights the room with his quips, we never see him frown.
There’s his sorcery in the garden, he’s clever quietening our dogs.
The tomato plants he made spring up, his workshop full of cogs.
He eats porridge every morning, and sips cocoa every night,
He loves to go for walks outside, in the morning when it’s bright.
We live with a magician, he makes things disappear,
Like any worries that I had, at the start of a school year
He makes masterpieces out of paper and stamps and strings and glue
When dragons chased us in our games, he knew just what to do
He tells stories of his loved ones , the people left behind
He doesn’t cry, or Moan or shout, he just says ‘best be kind’
We cook together all the time, casseroles, roasts and stews,
Cakes and biscuits, sweets and shakes, their our favourite too !
We live with a magician , he’s taught me lots of tricks
Like where to hide chocolate, piled up like tons of bricks
He finds happiness in everything, smiles each and every day
He says ‘the key to life, is to keep sad thoughts at bay’
He doesn’t mind if things are odd, like the objects in my pocket
He says ‘only the best people carry spiders and tiny sprockets'
Even when things are tough, he’s told us to be brave,
he said “there’s always light, in the darkest, deepest caves
He likes to tell us stories of daring things he’s done,
he’s climbed mountains, ridden motorbikes he says ‘yes, life’s been fun’
Is it difficult to be happy every single day?
The magician shakes his head and smiles ‘Not since I came to stay!'
Although we know that life moves fast, we need to stop and stare,
At joyful things around us, because their hidden everywhere
When we are together, he makes me feel so tall
He says ‘I can be what I like’ . What!! Anything at all?
Can I become an astronaut? Blue whale or Giant Mouse?
‘Why not’ he says, ‘We’ll just make sure to get a bigger house’
He tells me almost every day, 'Be honest and be true,
To put your best foot forward ,And see yourself in other shoes'
He’s taught me tons, over the years, and he says ‘that we’ve taught him,
He said ‘his glass is filled with love, Right up to the brim'
We live with a magician, he makes things disappear
His final act was really smart, he left... but he’s still here!
Read by Georgia Ingram-Moore
Music for reflection - Smile by Michael Buble
Tribute by Tom's daughter - Hannah
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Foundation Quote 'His lasting legacy is inspiring hope, where it is needed most'
Ralph Waldo Emerson
To laugh often and much,
To win the respect of intelligent people
and the affection of children
To appreciate beauty
To find the best in others
To leave the world a little bit better
Whether by a healthy child
A garden patch or kindness to others
To know that even one life has breathed easier
Because you have lived,
This is to have succeeded.
Words of Reflection
When you feel sad try to remember
That grief is the price we pay for loving,
And the only reason you hurt,
Is because you have had the privilege
Of loving so very much
Goethe said ‘ what ever you can do, or dream you can, begin it, boldness has genius, power and magic in it.
Words of committal
Music - nimrod -,
Ecclesiastes 3 - To everything there is a season
and time for every purpose on earth
a time to be born and a time to die
a time to weep and a time to dance
a time to get and a time to lose.
Here in this last act, immune now to the chances and changes of our mortal lot,
We commit the body of Captain Sir Tom Moore to its natural end. We are sad that he is gone, but happy that he has lived and will remain in our hearts forever
Remember Me by Margaret Mead
I cannot be seen but I can be remembered
So as you stand upon a shore,
gazing at a beautiful sea - remember me.
As you look in awe at a mighty forest and its grand majesty - remember me.
As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity, remember me.
Remember me in your heart, a nd your thoughts,
of the times we loved
the times we cried, and the times we laughed.
For if you always think of me, I will have never gone.
Margaret Mead
Seated
Thank-you’s to everyone
Music for reflection - My Way Frank Sinatra
Act of Remembrance -
They shall grow not old
As we that are left grow old
Age shall not weary them
Nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun
And in the morning
We will remember them
Music - Last post
Minutes silence
Music - Reveille
'When you go home tell them of us
And say, for your tomorrow, we gave our today.'
Silence
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