[Aliantha]

Today was the day here in Oz and in many other countries in the world where we mark the end of the first world war and also, the soldiers who gave their lives. At 11am we stop for a minutes silence and listen to the last post comming from the radio or television, or perhaps even if we're lucky enough, to a young soldier playing at one of our RSL's or at a formal ceremony.

There is a poem that's read which I'd like to share with you. It always brings me to tears and today, while at work, we stopped in our factory and showroom to listen and mourn for a moment with our customers and workmates.

This is the poem.

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.

Lest we forget!