A thought for Anzac Day

When you hear the bugles calling

echoing the falling

footsteps of the Diggers

as they march along the road:

When you see the old flag flying;

see the veterans trying

to stem the tears that from their hearts

have sadly overflowed.

When you see their medals gleaming

as through the streets they're streaming,

Proudly marching once again

in their ever thinning ranks;

Perhaps you might spare a thought

for those who suffered, died and fought

And I hope you'll take the time to say,

"God Bless you all and thanks!"

Vic Jefferies, Patonga