On the 25th of April,
So early in the Morn,
we make our way to services
that start with break of Dawn.

We gather in our thousands
As a mark of our respect,
To honour those who fought for us,
and the many war affects.

We hang our heads in silence
as we hear the bugle call,
and in quiet contemplation,
Remember Young men who did fall.

Whilst many years have passed by
Since they landed on the beach,
A lesson in pure bravery
To this day it does teach.

We really can't imagine
what those gallant men did see
or the horrors they encountered
On the shores of Gallipoli.

When the Sun goes down tomorrow
And it rises once again,
The Anzac Legend still lives on
We will Remember them.

LEST WE FORGET