An Ode to the FallenByRebecca BellIn the warfields of Flanders, the Somme and of France,
The poppies are blooming, they sway and they dance.
Ten thousand Australians, all tanned and all fit
Have come to this Country, the enemy to hit.The guns were all thundering, sombre and dull -
The infantry streaming, then so mournful a lull.
Our brave boys are falling courageous and strong
Hark! Something has happened, something is wrong!The Light Horse are stumbling, shaken and falling -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.
They rally their mates on, true to their calling..
The battle swords clatter, the foes are retreating
The Aussies press onwards, their mission completing.




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