Served in the British Army as a Paratrooper and served on active servic before migrating to Australia
Served in the Australian SAS Regiment in Malaya, New Guinea, Borneo and Vietnam.
Chris is the author of the Australian SAS Regiment's "Ode to the Wandering Warrior"

From A Wandering Warriors post on Linked In.

He served in a British parachute regiment and saw active service (NFD) before joining the Australian SAS, 3SQN. Well respected, well-liked, and a bush poet at heart.

ODE TO THE WANDERING WARRIOR

May your spirit roam where the eagles soar,
May it finally rest on that immortal shore,
Where the Wandering Warriors long to be,
Replete for all eternity.
May your shadow remain in our infinite care,
May your stories be legend wherever we share,
May your memory stay engraved in our hearts,
May your friendship and love never from us depart.
May the running waves, the quiet earth,
And the shining stars recall your worth.
And when we are not, with no-one beside,
With our own true spirit wandering wide,
May you meet us, greet us, the good things renew,
And may we become Wandering Warriors too.

Chris Jennison
Australian SAS Regiment
He served in a British parachute regiment and saw active service (NFD) before joining the Australian SAS, 3SQN. Well respected, well-liked, and a bush poet at heart.

From the VWMA website: https://vwma.org.au/explore/people/654713

The poem below written to a friend by long serving SAS warrior and war veteran Chris Jennison, was received in the mail immediately prior to his friend leaving Adelaide for his 2002 Gallipoli pilgrimage.

Gallipoli Revisited

When you go to visit dear comrade,

please, do something sacred for me.

Will you stand in silence a moment and tell me what you see.

Will you listen for sounds of the battle,

the voices of diggers at war,

and, seen with the mind of a soldier

will you tell me what you saw?

Will you feel the deepest emotions,

the agony and the despair

and all those tender feelings,

we know that diggers share.

Will you then, if you can dear comrade,

kneel down and bless

hallowed earth.

Will you cry, quietly cry dear comrade,

for all that you are worth.

And when you return to Australia

recounting your story to me,

will you give me the time to remember, what happened at Gallipoli?

Chris Jenison Friday 13 April 2002 ©