A soldier’s grave

So peaceful it is beside your grave Only sandstone and grass mark

where you lay Your headstone reads you fought

in the war Leaving your home forever more Whose family grieved for their

much-loved son Who never lived past 21 Were you all alone when you copped

the bullet Did you feel the pain as your body took it Were your last thoughts of the ones

at home Of your Mother and Father left all alone I hear the sound of the last post played And see old men march in the

Anzac Parade Their torturous memories we cannot bear It’s only those who fought who can share So many lives lost, so many sons Now lie in the ground, their war is done At the going down of the sun we remember them Australia’s finest and bravest of men Roslyn Day-anderson, Seven Hills, NSW