They stand or sit and look out at us
Some eyes show the sadness but not a fuss
At the beginning the adventure meant
To go overseas with mates a good time spent
But after 100 years is it an accusing gaze
Of what it all meant in a war haze
So they watch as the world turns true
What they did now you can't undo
In brown slouch hats our strength displayed
They now all are in courage made
And will go on forever as our nation's pride
Each one a treasure any imperfections do hide
© Paul Warren Poetry
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