Treasure Island

Andrew Barton Paterson

(17 February 1864 – 5 February 1941 / New South Wales)

Moving On


In this war we're always moving,
Moving on;
When we make a friend another friend has gone;
Should a woman's kindly face
Make us welcome for a space,
Then it's boot and saddle, boys, we're
Moving on.
In the hospitals they're moving,
Moving on;
They're here today, tomorrow they are gone;
When the bravest and the best
Of the boys you know "go west",
Then you're choking down your tears and
Moving on.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

Do you like this poem?
1 person liked.
3 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read poems about / on: friend, today, war, woman, women

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Moving On by Andrew Barton Paterson )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..
[Hata Bildir]