As we commemorate this Anzac Day,
We shall remember them this way,
Forever asleep, young and brave,
Heroes now resting in foreign graves,
We thank them for our freedom today,
Forever asleep, always young and brave.
Poppies abloom in memoriam.
Fields content of the past.
Storms brewing above.
To renew them once again.
Memories of battle, scars on the earth.
Revealed once again.
In the fields.
It was the poppies to bloom
Called to war. Sent across.
To lands abound and far enough.
The Anzacs were never lost.
Our hearts spread with pride
Fell were they at Gallipoli, who at beaches, landed wrongly.
The waters deep and bullets afloat they fought with might of lions and hearts of steel.
But in all they won and enemies fell, the water calmed.
They Were Called Home.
— The End —