2781344 DWYER, Morris Noel "Mick."
1 February 1945 - 25 February 2017

Standing in the darkness of night
Waiting for the morning light

Thoughts of Dad come to me
As I think about the tragedy
Of what he went through in the war
Changing his life forever more

It’s the first Anzac day
Since Dad passed away
And I am sad to say
That I miss him

The Vietnam War, he was conscripted to
Before he was twenty two.
Stretcher bearer and medic he had to be
With 4th platoon, B company

He was also part of the 5RAR band
And over in another land
An important role they did play
Boosting morale at the end of the day

It’s the first Anzac day
Since Dad passed away
And I am sad to say
That I miss him

In the Long Hai Hills
A terrible sound gave them chills
An APC hit a land mine
Exploded and flipped like a dime

21st of February nineteen sixty seven
Many wounded and some went to heaven.

Dad went to the aid of an injured man
But something happened as he ran.

A jumping jack mine exploded
Onto a stretcher Dad was loaded

Flown to hospital
Many Operations they had to do
Hoping that he would pull through

Spleen removed, staples inserted in his back.
Placed in a sandwich bed on a rack

Like a lamb on a spit roasting away
He was turned every four hours throughout the day

Shrapnel they couldn’t remove
Would stay in his body his whole life through

Wounds so bad that it was said
He would never walk when he got out of bed

But he persevered
And the nurses all cheered
When he limped out of the hospital room.

It’s the first Anzac day
Since Dad passed away
And I am sad to say
That I miss him

The service has started
Remembering those who have departed

And I think about dad’s life
And how Mum became his wife
Mum was sad and alone
When Dad came home
And spied her over the fence

A single Mum
With four young ones
She fell in love with him

I was only two
And didn’t know what to do
So in the shins I would kick him

But He was kind of heart
Right From the start
And forgave me for what I did

It’s the first Anzac day
Since Dad passed away
And I am sad to say
That I miss him

As the service goes on
My thoughts linger long
About Dad’s journey throughout his life.

As the years passed by
We would cry
As we watched his health deteriorate

Eventually his legs were no longer fit
and In a wheelchair he had to sit
But we were still very proud of him

With Mum’s strength and courage
He continued to flourish
and no words of complaint he did utter


With love and support from his wife
He started a new life
Travelling around Australia

Many trips they did make
Until sickness did take
This life away from him

It’s the first Anzac day
Since Dad passed away
And I am sad to say
That I miss him

With courage in his heart
He did his part
And paid a terrible price

It’s the first Anzac day
Since Dad passed away
And I am sad to say
That I miss him

The dawn service is now through
And with nothing more to do
I slowly walk away
And continue my day

It’s the first Anzac day
Since Dad passed away
And I am sad to say
That I miss him

 

© Sonia Young

 

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