Flowers
Of all the flowers one can see
There's one that's plain but dear to me
A poppy that has petals, red
Reminds me of those, alive and dead
A symbol to our fighting men
The Anzac spirit, now and then
In Gallipoli they fought and died
And battled on with Aussie pride
On Australia's many battlefields
Poppies seen in many fields
A reminder of our battles then
And the courage of our fighting men
And then again on Anzac Day
The threat of war will go, we pray
As men with heavy hearts do march
Remembering friends from in their past
This poppy then, so bright and red
Cause men to march, with lifted head
And pray now, as in the past
That in this life a peace will last