Anzac Day Dawn Parade NZ
Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 5:25 pm
Anzac Day Dawn Parade
Browns Bay Auckland
by Rod Walford
The breaking dawn was shrouded
In distant silver light;
The cenotaph was crowded
And the air was soft and slight.
As all of us assembled round
Looked out across the Bay
We heard the pipes and drums resound
Outside the RSA.
I thought of dear old Grandad
As I stood on Anzac morn...
Of all the comrades he’d once had,
And medals that he’d worn.
I thought of what it cost him
When he walked out through the door;
Of how we could have lost him
On the day he went to war.
I thought about my Grandad
Now I watched a hundred more;
The sprightly limbs that once they had
Now ag-ed, stiff and sore;
Yet every Anzac Day they honour
Flag and regiment
And bring to mind the names upon a
Distant monument.
I heard the Last Post sounded;
“Abide with me” was sung.
A hallowed peace surrounded
As every head was hung
And far beyond our native walls
Across the ocean waves
The shadow of remembrance falls
Upon the silent graves.
Browns Bay Auckland
by Rod Walford
The breaking dawn was shrouded
In distant silver light;
The cenotaph was crowded
And the air was soft and slight.
As all of us assembled round
Looked out across the Bay
We heard the pipes and drums resound
Outside the RSA.
I thought of dear old Grandad
As I stood on Anzac morn...
Of all the comrades he’d once had,
And medals that he’d worn.
I thought of what it cost him
When he walked out through the door;
Of how we could have lost him
On the day he went to war.
I thought about my Grandad
Now I watched a hundred more;
The sprightly limbs that once they had
Now ag-ed, stiff and sore;
Yet every Anzac Day they honour
Flag and regiment
And bring to mind the names upon a
Distant monument.
I heard the Last Post sounded;
“Abide with me” was sung.
A hallowed peace surrounded
As every head was hung
And far beyond our native walls
Across the ocean waves
The shadow of remembrance falls
Upon the silent graves.