St Albans John Kruger wrote this Anzac Day poem to share with Star Weekly readers:
Up with the sparrows,
Down to the ‘March,
Sheltering from the rain,
Underneath a huge larch.
Applauding the ghosts,
And returned Heroes, too,
As they proudly parade past,
‘Neath their Red, White, and Blue.
At the end, there were yarns,
And quite a few beers,
With many fond remembrances,
Accompanying bitter-sweet tears.
I ‘stayed the course’
‘Til my tummy felt ‘dicky’,
(I still maintain …
It was a ‘crook’ ANZAC bikkie.)
Wars are useless,
Producing nothing but regret.
Please, no more –
– Lest we forget!
John Kruger
St Albans
