They shall not grow old,
As we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them,
Nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun,
And in the morning,
We will remember them
This small section of the poem is read every year on the 25th of April "Anzac Day" which best represents the strong feelings that we Australians and New Zealanders have towards our fallen countrymen, who perished in far away lands.
They gave up their tomorrow's, so we could be free to-day.
