Poem in WA Newspaper full page on Anzac Day 2015.

PLEASE REMEMBER

At the going down of the sun,

Best we remember they were so very young.

Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen,

Off they went so very keen.

Turkey, France, Vietnam,

Cambodia, New Guinea, Afghanistan.

Some died, many cried,

Both from ours and the other side.

Some were lucky, they came home.

No arm, no leg, scared to the bone.

Years on we have it so good.

Living life like Hollywood.

Football, holidays a Bar-B-Q,

New house, new car, a bob or two.

No fights, no fears and so few tears.

Living for so many years.

Young soldiers were sent so far away,

To pay for what we have today.

We must remember them.

(Poem by Purely Commercials placed in a full page of The Weekend West Anzac Day 25^{th April 2015)}