"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 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."
To all our brothers, sisters, mums, dads, partners, aunties, uncles, cousins, friends and neighbours who are posted away from their loved ones, we are thinking of you all this Anzac Day, and pray for your safe return home.
Lest we Forget.