Lest
We Forget:
I loved Anzac Day when I was small,
the crowds,
the bands, the bugle call.
My Dad was there and he followed the band,
and I walked beside him and held his hand.
I marched beside him with love and pride,
and I wondered why my mother cried.
I see the march now in a small-town street,
older women and men on weary feet,
mourning the comrades who fought and died,
and I understand now why my mother cried.
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Poem by Alison McRae,
whose father was in WW1, and whose husband was in WW2.
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Anzac Day, 2018, is under attack as Australia Day has been. It is too important to be stolen from the Australian people by those who have an agenda that has nothing to do with Australian values.
Anzac Day is in honour of all of those who fought and died for Australia. Lest we forget.
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| Some died during the war, some lived to very old. Probably none are still alive now. Lest we forget. |
