Every year I attend dawn service for Anzac Day. Every year the crowd grows. Every year I watch younger generations joining in with the older generations connected in spirit to remember those who fought for our country and lost their lives. Every year I cry for those we lost. On this day, every year I could not be more proud to be Australian.
Courage, tenacity, spirit and mateship was the essence of these heroic men. Many of those were the age of my generation sons.
We will never forget ❣️
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I wrote this poem last year ❤️
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25th April 1915
Saw an armada of ships
On the coast line of turkey convene
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Our troops descended upon the shore
Of foreign lands never tread upon before
In the dark of dawn, the wrong destination
Led sadly to the many casualties of war
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Australian and New Zealand Army Corps
Courageous & resilient
Let us not forget those casualties of wars
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Our fathers, our brothers
Sons of proud and sad mothers
Cousins, uncles, our mates
This sad war sealed over 60,000 of our owns fates
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More wars, more departures followed
In solemn silence,
our nation’s grief was swallowed
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25th April 2019
Dawn service
Aussie’s all over the world convene
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We remember there lives 104 years on
Mateship, sacrifice, heroes
The highest honor, the highest award to all of you
Australia bestows
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We will never forget
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Signed A Proud Australian
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