Anzac Square, Brisbane, Queensland,2017 Poem by Paul Warren

The humidity and warmth brings perspiration
With marching bands in the distance in exhaltation
The dome stands sentinel over the square
With brass statues in each corner with steely stares

On the war thoughts of their sacrifice made
And each conflict Australia tested our grade
A nurse attending stretchered wounded soldiers
A fuzzy wuzzy Angel leading a blinded digger

And Vietnam and Korean conflicts statues with equal vigour
Looking out with steely stares that will never disappear
Then veterans are marching past with a strutting cadence
That belies their years after Australian service in our defence

Sailors in their pressed clean whites appear
The crowd gives out a loud and hearty cheer
Diggers in khaki marching with their guns slung across their shoulders
Finally the Air Force blue is seen with each one a son or daughter

But today there is one in particular special one we have come to see
A daughter who is a nursing officer in a moment as proud as can be.

© Paul Warren Poetry