In our hearts, Lest We Forget.

Once a field of dreams,

Once a field of life,

Once a field of death.

Now a field, a field of red.

The poppys grow on Flanders field.

It's beautiful red gets blown in a gentle breeze.

It's colour so full of life, it almost glows.

A flower so small, yet with a meaning so big.

A war we faught under the ruling of the King.

As we represented the Union Jack,

and faught so hard; with no looking back.

Soldiers left their homes on an adventure around the world.

Some came back to share their tales.

Though many did not. Lest We Forget.

Australians, Kiwis; we faught side by side.

April 25, we shall remember this day.

ANZAC day; to remember those who died.

We wear a poppy, a symbol of rememberance.

A tradition that will always live on through the length of time.

In our hearts, Lest We Forget.

If you know what special means; you're special to me.

As if a smile could mean anything more then just that.
Though; seeing yours I was proved wrong.
A smile that warms the veins; and melts my heart.
A smile of yours makes my heart skip a beat.

Beauty; seen through my eyes is completely you.
A glowing complexion I think I am addicted to.
With your nightlight eyes; they guide me to safety.
Undeniable beauty is all I can see.

Lips, pressed against mine. A memorable thought.
A heart beats with passion for a burning desire.
A love with you; is an urge in me.
Wrapped tightly in my arms, a future I see.

When life becomes so dark, what will be my saviour?

How many hearts will die tonight;

On the boulevard of broken dreams?

A shadow is cast; long and alone I stand

"Will you heart still race for me?"
"Or will it march to a new beat?"

A lifeless soul; dwelling.

If I could comprehend the feeling I have
Bitter words would be uttered from my mouth

I wish I could just get it right

A colourful red rose looks me in the eye
A glimpse of its beauty

has now brought me to tears

Something so delicate, that I hold in my hands
A colour so bold - within its self it sums up life
The horizon is never bleak

I just think of that bright red rose

and I will smile, forever thinking in my mind

you must follow your heart.

Biting fingernails anxiously to the point of I can't chew any longer

My hands tremble with uncertainty.
The pressure is all on my shoulders
and I collapse under its agonising weight.
I'm crushed mentally and it's not worth standing again.
I've been brought back down to the level I should be.
Those around me shake their heads in bitter disappointment.
I was not what I should of been
Expectations were not reached.
Shunted to the point of non-existance
I now stand in the shadows and silhouettes of those who are the same as me.
Genuine failures, a nobody.
A name which will never be spoken of again
I could of been someone; but I never was that someone.

Standing on the wings of time; alone.

Your shadow lingers out of my peripheral vision as the sunset on this day will be remembered forever....


The soft scent you left on my clothes made me feel like everything would be okay.
When you smiled the world stopped; and my heart would skip a beat.
Kisses which made the sunrise look dull would brighten up every aspect of life.
For me it was nothing short of perfect as I felt like heaven had lost an angel and she'd fallen into my arms.
Days quickened as the fun we shared we're more to me than just amazing memories.

The world crashed one day; and everything I once thought would be mine forever
Lost, shattered, broken. Gone.
Now I barely speak of this past; though all of it was worth remembering.
The past of memories; the future of time.


Your shadow lingers out of my peripheral vision as the sunset on this day will be remembered forever. No mater whats happened; the sun will forever shine and life will be lived with memories that will be nostelgic gold.