by Fred T | Aug 16, 2006 | Poetry
I want to march, for Me, for Del, for Dave, for Mick, and for all the other Scaleybacks, that I know who didn’t make it home. I want to parade with honour, to show our colours were true. I want to march with pride, with the others who made it through. But I...
by Fred T | Aug 10, 2006 | Poetry
I sat and I pondered, what could I do. That would be a fitting memorial to my friends and comrades like you. I knew in my mind what I wanted, the size and intracacies of how it would be. I found a trunk from the Hawthorn tree, and in my heart knew that this it would...
