Anzacs Poem by Peter Hoskins

I watched as he passed by me in the parade
Commemorating a page that should never had been made
A day when our diggers landed on foreign soil
And gave their lives their souls in their toil
Against the axis forces on Gallipoli's shore
Where bullets and shrapnel through skin tore

These brave men and many after did give
their lives for us in freedom to live
So as this proud man heads along our streets
waiving quite proudly to all the people he meets
I cant help but wonder how many of us would go
and fill his shoes in times of war of woe

Myself would take the place of this man
and lay my life down for freedom in the sand
when it was my turn I wore the uniform with pride
knowing that man was standing at my side
and all his brother before him who paid
with their lives on the altar of freedom laid

So this Anzac day as you look at the empty spaces
where so many soldiers have passed away remember the faces
of family members taking their turn to remember our men
who are to return to our shores never again
Raise your glasses with your mates and give cheers
For our fallen soldiers who couldn't be here


Be proud of your heritage, the country in which we live
and when Anzac day comes round remember those that did give
Everything for you to live in this country that's free
I will always be grateful for what they gave to me
lastly to borrow a line spoken at dawn service for these men

AT THE GOING DOWN OF THE SUN AND IN THE MORNING WE WILL REMEMBER THEM