As I sit and think about ANZAC DAY…
I see the brave soldiers waiting for the battle to begin,in their trenches all scared and nervous and worried about what would happen.Then the battle began and the all started fighting.they could hear the scream of bombs drop.They fight on the muddy ground and sometimes on the wet grass.Fighting all day.Some soldiers already died…
Now I see a large green field covered with,blood red poppies.The poppies grew where the soldiers fought and also died and were buried.There was a young soldier who saw the red poppies and wrote a poem about it.It was called In Flanders Field, the poem was so popular all over the world.We will remember the people that went to war.
