Today is ANZAC Day

They shall grow not 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

For those who fought and died,

Will always in our hearts abide.

And sorrow's constant and vigilant bill,

The cost of freedom's bitter pill.

So bang the drum and bugles note,

Eternal watch for foe doth gloat.

And raise the sword and don the helm,

For strife and death is life’s cruel and steadfast game.