MORNING STAND-TO As a way to start the day, it's not much fun A gentle
nudge, a whispered word - "Stand-To!" A short nap since your two hours on the gun Just
once you'd like to sleep the whole night through. Darkness makes the jungle a different place
No shades of green, just deep, menacing black; The waking eyes alert in every face Daring Charlie
to try a dawn attack. As the rising sun begins to make its mark By softening the shadows
of the night, The shapes that seemed so sinister and dark More innocent now in the spreading light.
The stand-down order has at last come through "Righto you blokes, whose turn to make
a brew?" Lachlan Irvine
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