G'day new to site so I hope this is a appropriate post and is also hopefully in the right place. A poem. Written by, Private P.J Paterson 5 Platoon B Coy 1st Battalion RAR =(1RAR) Korean War Infantry veteran March 1952-1953. He is the nephew of the Australian bush poet Henry (Banjo) Paterson. So long, Digger We're off to Aussie Fella And we hate to leave you here, Gawd we didn't think we would part like this When we started out last year. Remember the march through Sydney? We were really glad that day We were going to Korea, And it had to end this way, And the days we spent on the Devonshire Our first long voyage by ship- We laughed and joked, not dreaming That this was 'Your one way trip', It's still hard to believe that's it's happened That you'll march with us no more, That your've 'grounded arms' forever And have fought your last cruel war. Yes, Were going back to Aussie Mate And were going to march again, And we'll try to make it a better place So you won't have died in vain, And while the band is playing Our marches, old and new, We'll swing along there proudly Knowing you are marching too, Yes, You'll always march beside us, And when our time is through We'll muster on that 'last parade', To march again with you.