The Anzacs Poem by Ted Middleton

The Anzacs



On this fateful morn so long ago
The 'Diggers' name was made
By that khaki band in foreign lands
Their memory shall not fade

Reverses they met as warriors all
Just guided by their fates
Each knew as he saw another fall
He had had twenty thousand mates

Whichever the foe - wherever they went
They fought for freedoms cause
In thankfulness let one and all
Upon this moment pause

Should it be our lot in time to come
To follow in their tracks
Let us pray that we can emulate
The deeds of our ANZACS

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
0ver 50 years ago I was so moved by the stories I read of
our troops at Anzac Cove and later our 'Rats' of Tobruk
and the Kokoda Trail campaign (plus our 'Twenty Thousand
Horsemen movie) , I wrote a poem and called it 'The Anzacs',
as this seemed be the the saddest and most celebrated and
remembered action at the time.

Many friends and acquaintances have said they were moved
by 'The Anzacs' and over the years have told me I should
have it published. So I did. Quite a few times.
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