A lone figure sits
Still as stone
Silence reigns
The wind whispers prayers
The grass bows it's head
All in mourning
The figure shakes
The silence shatters
Broken by the sobs of a lost mind
The figure falls
Head in hands
Broken beyond repair
A picture rests
Cupped in scarred palms
Smiling face staring up
The sobbing ceases
The tears dry in the heat
Nothing survives
The picture placed
Atop The grave
Damp from being dug hours before
The figure stands
Head bowed in sorrow
Never again to return
"Goodbye old friend" the figure says
Dragging it's feet
Turns away forever
And,ever so quietly, the wind spoke
"Goodbye old friend, remember"
And silence reigned once more
1914-1915
Thousands of lost lives
Foes turned to brothers
In peace they forever sleep
Turks and Anzacs
Side by side
Gallipoli
Forever in our hearts
The fallen Anzac
Lest We Forget