On this day we remember......

A touching poem, for an important day.

lest we forget...

"Why Do We Wear a Sprig of Rosemary".

"Please wear a sprig of rosemary", the lady said
And held one out, but I shook my head.
Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old and lined with care:
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.

A boy came whistling down the street,
Bouncing along on carefree feet
His smile was full of joy and fun,
"Lady," said he, "may I have one?"
When she'd pinned it on he turned to say,
"Why do we wear rosemary today?"

The lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered, "Today is Anzac Day,
And the rosemary there is the symbol for
The gallant men who died in war
And because they did, you and I are free -
That's why we wear a sprig of rosemary, you see.

"I had a boy about your size,
With golden hair and big blue eyes.
He loved to play and jump and shout,
Free as a bird he would race about.
As the years went by he learned and grew
And became a man - as you will, too.

"He was fine and strong, with such a boyish smile,
But he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away.
I still remember his face that day
When he turned and smiled at me and said, "goodbye,
I'll be back soon, Mum, so please don't cry.

"But the war went on and he had to stay,
And all I could do was wait and pray
His letters told of the awful fight
(I can see it still in my dreams at night),
With the tanks and guns and cruel barbed wire,
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.

Till at last, at last, the war was won -
And that's why we wear a sprig of rosemary, son"
The small boy turned as if to go,
Then said, "Thanks, lady, I'm glad to know
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your son - did he come back all right?"

A tear rolled down each faded cheek:
She shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
And if you were me you'd have done the same:
For our thanks, in giving, is oft delayed,
Though our freedom was bought - and thousands paid!

And so when we see a sprig of rosemary proudly worn,
Let us reflect on the burden borne,
By those who gave their very all
When asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live
Then wear a sprig of rosemary!
And remember those who no longer live!

Don Crawford

The time is getting closer now, only one more week of work left, then we pack up and head to Hawkes Bay for a few days.

The house is getting pretty empty now, and the pile of packed boxes is getting higher.

Some other news for you, my best friend Darren, who is here with his girlfriend Lisa for a holiday are now engaged!

And for those of you who have been tracking my CT Scan progress, the latest scan seemed to be all clear.

Big News!!

I have some really excellent news to share with everyone!

Some of you know that I have obtained employment with IT Contractor, Unisys West. Well, Rebecca has now got a job as well! She will be working at the Library, which fits in well with her Masters that she is studying.

She got the message this evening that the job is hers! And I now have an offer letter in the post, so all is good!

The time is ticking now, with only a few weeks now until we are off work and start parking our house! We have a busy few weeks ahead, with Darren & Lisa arriving soon, which we are both looking forward to. They are coming over just in time it seems!

We will be ocntacting Qantas to organised our credited flights from last Christmas, and are looking at the 11th May flyover. We will let everyone know once things are more set in concrete.