Anzac Day

Anzac Day is remembrance day,

for every soldier who went away,

to a far land they went to fight,

some came back,some thought they might.

They were in Gallipoli, to keep us safe,

Australian and New Zealand men were so brave.

There were older men, some just boys,

only a few years ago, were playing with toys.

Why are there wars, why do we fight?

Every man should be able to see daylight

but mothers suffered in so much pain,

they would never see their sons again.

Wives and lovers cried each day

because their brave soldiers went away.

Fathers missed their sons so much,

they would never stay in touch.

Children had their fathers no more,

all they got is the medals they wore.

So our people please be proud,

on Anzac Day, sing aloud.

Let others know, lest we forget,

for all those men we've never met.

Be proud of our soldiers, who never saw their country again,

be proud also of the ones who returned. For it was not in vain.

©  CJ Roccisano

My Daddy

My father never went to war,

he had a wife and two children to care for.

He went out in the middle of the night,

to get food for us,not to fight.

He was a brave man who had to hide,

so his family were safe or we would have died.

He protected us from all things that were bad,

my mummy was crying and always so sad.

She was scared she would lose us all,

she was also worried my dad wouldn't call.

For weeks we didn't see him but he finally came,

he looked so tired, he was not the same.

When the bombs fell, we had to leave home,

we were divided for a long time to come.

It took a few years before the enemy lost,

with many humans and soldiers, their life it cost.

Many survived but so many more died,

so many people were relieved but so many cried.

I finally went home to my mum and dad,

for once we were happy, not anymore sad.

© 2007 CJ Roccisano