Anzac Day Poem

Years ago, in Gallipoli, Young men fought for you and me. Digging their trenches, and living it rough, It’s the least to say that conditions were tough. But on they fought, body’s weary, Life didn’t seem very cheery. But when the war was over at last, Something happened, quite a contrast. On Flanders field which was dotted with graves, Flowers grew, pure shock they … Read More Anzac Day Poem