We Remember Them.
In whispers of dawn where poppies sway,
'Neath skies that guard the rugged bay,
Eternal lands where heroes sleep,
In hearts of gold, their memories we keep.
The bugle's call at break of day,
In somber tones, it seems to say,
"Lest we forget," the voices strong,
Echo through time in heartfelt song.
From rocky shores to dusty trails,
With spirit bold, their courage sails.
Under Southern Cross, they stood so brave,
In lands afar, the free, the saved.
As stars alight the Southern sky,
We hold their tales in honour high.
ANZAC whispers on the breeze,
In love and regard, we remember these.
Sam