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.