The Last Straw

Our class is going to be working around our new topic for the next two weeks which is Anzac Day and this is our first activity. We had to write a three piece poem about what one of the soldiers in the picture felt or saw when they were at war in the drench. I have written about the man standing up holding a gun upright with a hat on it. Here it is!

The days grow long, as we fight for freedom

thinking about the past, and the future

as I remember the happy times, with peace and love

the times of war nightmares hit me

This is the end of my story

although they will remember me

I will live in their hearts forever

for I fought for their lives

The war has ended

even though the poppies still grow

in the field where the dead lay

Anzac day is on its way