War - Ww2 - Kokoda Graves Poem by Paul Warren

The wet jungle drops tears to the muddy clearing
As humidity has made us heated and perspiring
The climb up the trail has sapped our strength
We took the challenge to walk the trail's length

There was a waterfall near the clearing
And the beauty of the spot was so endearing
On the edge of the jungle in a spot of sunlight
Illuminated two old wooden crosses just to the right

We stood in front, held our hats and bowed our heads
And the carved inscription we all slowly read
A sergeant and a corporal killed on this spot
When the Japanese threatened in their invasion plot

How sad it was for two brave Australian men
Who fell in battle defending us to their life's end
And they sleep in god's care in a jungle clearing
As we remember them each Anzac Day endearing.

© Paul Warren Poetry