by | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry | 0 comments

Comrades stood without sadness
Fierce pride in reflection
Autumn leaves fall rejoicing
In wondrous mystic fellowship

Streets of life with glorious past
Flood the thoughts of all stood there
Special people with one heart
Badge and colour representing

Swords outstanding on display
Creeds and cultures uniformed
Giving strength to infirm limbs
Souls and comrades come together

Recognising, past and present
Stationed true once again
Yesteryear in clear remembrance
Respectful in our humble praise.

Wondrous awe at what they did
Passing time undiminished
God and souls know the truth
Of the sacrifice that was made.

Could we say without conviction
That we can match their forfeit
Access and the right of passage
Gives us strength to carry on.


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