A Poem of Remembrance

by | Nov 29, 2013 | Poetry | 0 comments

Poppies grow in fields in memory of loved ones.
Family cry in thought of their loss.
Men and women fight for their lives.
Have faith and to keep going never give up.
Poppies rise and get worn with pride.
The wind blows, your face glows, when you wear your poppy outside.
The 11th of the 11th is when we celebrate this time

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