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本帖最后由 billzhao 于 2014-11-7 11:35 编辑 / S1 v) ^& q# ~1 M# G2 N2 y
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# S4 A0 Z3 t( g( M' s! B “Please wear a poppy”, the old lady said
* C L* p, h+ G0 |$ S9 x And held one forth, but I shook my head
+ @$ B- {4 o3 f: G1 ~! sThen I stopped and watched, to see how shed fare
! s- _# H( c7 R* y5 n+ lHer face was old, and lined with care,
4 p' @8 z9 A) }' sYet beneath the scars, the years had made
+ t, a6 Q* G2 V% s; i) L: x# x0 HThere remained a smile that refused to fade. 9 ^. E! F) _! o) X1 ~0 H
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A boy came whistling down the street & w: X2 W4 { A8 c0 @
Bounding along on his carefree feet
$ i! b. c O1 f4 ~3 v- f) n6 fHis smile was full of joy and fun' m. W$ b1 w1 l) n1 z) V7 y( x# g* H
“Lady” he said, “can I have one? % n3 G7 R7 R0 D5 S. s
As she pinned it on I heard him say 7 r L- b; G0 v2 R3 [$ U
“Why do we wear the poppy today?” 6 P4 \$ Z0 H3 ?8 G* X7 @- u* F
The lady smiled in her wistful way ) @* x7 k! A# E9 A6 x+ U# f- ^
And answered “this is remembrance day” , @" |5 i/ D+ @
1 b( j/ l9 f6 S# d“The poppy is the symbol for the, * J+ s# p: d3 `- D4 ^8 m
The gallant men and women who died in the war”.0 E6 P9 e) ]7 F' g& l* K. v* P
“And because they did we are free, that’s why we wear the poppy you see” % p+ q- U, I6 d
7 o& d1 V8 [% z, _“I had a boy about your size, with golden hair and big blue eyes, 4 t0 S) C8 ?9 j- c5 V- H
He loved to play and jump and shout, free as a bird he would race about”
0 q2 p6 l# k: q6 V' C7 QAs the years went by he learnt and grew, and became a man as you will to”,
- e' p2 D9 g- cHe was fine and strong with a boyish smile, , H6 d0 S" Q, |) w
But he seemed to be with us a such a short while + P/ \9 K6 _; D7 i6 c& w% A0 i: R
When the War broke out he went away 3 _) U+ j' D+ T9 T
I can still remember his face that day
/ G/ o- O* i1 a7 l( _When he smiled at me and said goodbye : Z) F& F; a( h' T2 q5 s" S
“I will be back soon, so please don’t cry” 0 N% o8 J+ v2 R Y6 R0 V v
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But the War went on and he had to stay + g, v8 x, L5 v; r3 W' V" r
All I could do was wait and pray
; N! e% `7 U' ~2 V: ^His letters told of an awful fight # I0 N, K0 N8 e( F
I can see it still in my dreams at night
. h$ q! M- \) g! vWith the tanks and guns and the cruel barb wire 5 o7 m- l+ X% Q w6 L4 f; A7 i
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire + p9 @" q+ }! @- r5 p* n
Until at last the War was won / C5 u( g+ j, T2 R* X* {
And that is why we wear the poppy son
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" f! A9 f% w1 o. r* h( b; m* n* L tThe small boy turned as if to go ) @$ A" k) L1 d' r
Then stopped and said “Thank you lady, I’m glad I know” ' c' _, @7 \$ V- s& Z% j8 \! U8 w. }7 c5 l
That sure did sound like an awful fight* ~ k; `" c4 j( N4 J* G% a) ]
“But your son, did he come home all right”?
; `( {( C6 W- o( u* I+ K; rA tear rolled down each faded cheek, she shook her head " v! P: \3 E, K% {+ R: t
But didn’t speak.; t$ {* ~& ?) u5 i3 x3 h
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I slunk away, head bowed in shame, & U/ Z/ }% Z6 Z) R1 S# W1 H$ {. t
And if you were me, you’d have done the same, G3 Z- `. G# F, W
For our thanks in giving is often delayed 8 }( \1 Z1 J* h: T
Though our freedom was bought by the legions who paid.
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And so, when you see a poppy worn
! u& N, T [' p: L: ~; VLet us reflect on the burden borne # B5 p+ I: {3 n1 j/ Z4 i
By those who gave their precious all
4 o3 m4 f {) p/ T, x" F' _" rWhen asked to answer their countries call
% r8 s: Y! A. TThat we at home, in peace may live ( Z& o5 Y$ O) K1 f: w, A
Then wear a poppy, remember, and give. |
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