| ANZAC Day |
[25 April 2008|04:43 pm] |
They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
- "For the Fallen", Laurence Binyon
93 years on, lest we forget. |
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