We salute this great Australian Day, and all those whose service it represents. To those who served, and came home, in many cases broken and forever changed, we say thanks. To those who did not return, we can only repeat the words of O.L. Binyon's poem; They went with songs to the battle, they were young Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted They fell with their faces to the foe. They shall grow not 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.