Mr. Speaker, I would like to complete for you and the hon. members what my hon. colleague for Saskatoon—Rosetown—Biggar said and read the poem
Who is the Unknown Soldier?
He is the one who led the way So the general could make it home; She is the one who saved the child And was left to die alone.
His dreams were cut off by his untimely death; Her innocence shattered by her last shallow breath.
He is the voice that echoes our pride; She is the eyes, that for our freedom, cried.
He is the rain that waters our souls; She is the river holding secrets untold.
He's in the wave crashing Normandy's shore; She's on the wind over Dieppe once more.
He's in the song that Passchendaele sang; She's in the bell from which freedom rang.
His death was a pledge prayers cannot suffice; Her life, a gift, at the ultimate price.