In loving memory of Pte George Dixon who was killed in action September
9th 1918 aged 23 years, interred at the cemetery on the Arras / Cambrai
Can ever a mother forget
The son she loved so dear?
Oh, no, the voice that is now still
Keeps ringing in my ear.
In the quiet hours of the night.
When sleep forsakes my eyes,
My thoughts are ever far away,
Where my dear son George lies.
Somewhere in France he lies at rest,
For his King and Country he did his best,
With other comrades he played his part
And did his duty with a loyal heart.
From his loving Mother, Father, Brothers and Sisters.
Wilts Times 13 September 1919