Why wear a poppy

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“Please wear a poppy”, the old lady said
And held one forth, but I shook my head
Then I stopped and watched, to see how shed fare
Her face was old, and lined with care,
$ u0 D- S& o- L) S& IYet beneath the scars, the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.

$ i, i( x6 O+ Q/ y5 VA boy came whistling down the street
* O& r( _# y5 ?- _' }) }7 l) ^9 J* eBounding along on his carefree feet
, u2 W% k- S4 M, N; mHis smile was full of joy and fun
% k; p# Z7 {6 S, E. A8 [& A “Lady” he said, “can I have one?
' N/ r" e" M, @8 c+ XAs she pinned it on I heard him say
“Why do we wear the poppy today?”
, p9 E. V& P; P% F* j9 C9 g& @The lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered “this is remembrance day”

“The poppy is the symbol for the,
2 a. N2 s: _, F0 ?The gallant men and women who died in the war”.
1 S4 c2 w3 i' N$ H! _* F# M “And because they did we are free, that’s why we wear the poppy you see”

“I had a boy about your size, with golden hair and big blue eyes,
6 ^& `9 {4 b# g1 w, d( C9 U9 a7 n" h! CHe loved to play and jump and shout, free as a bird he would race about”
; s  k7 N( s* X% IAs the years went by he learnt and grew, and became a man as you will to”,
He was fine and strong with a boyish smile,
But he seemed to be with us a such a short while
' [+ ?) c: Q4 p2 r  W  J# BWhen the War broke out he went away
5 X! p4 b  G6 J- G/ W7 cI can still remember his face that day
When he smiled at me and said goodbye
9 h3 e) ^1 Q8 h, w( }; T“I will be back soon, so please don’t cry”

But the War went on and he had to stay
All I could do was wait and pray
+ ?. q8 l' Q) [/ [. lHis letters told of an awful fight
, H3 c  H+ Y1 i( ~. D/ dI can see it still in my dreams at night
With the tanks and guns and the cruel barb wire
! x. L9 o4 j6 s% B$ A5 J7 ?& SAnd the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire
Until at last the War was won
! S% ^2 w# Y9 IAnd that is why we wear the poppy son
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The small boy turned as if to go
2 p8 k4 {* ?# ~Then stopped and said “Thank you lady, I’m glad I know”
That sure did sound like an awful fight
“But your son, did he come home all right”?
8 K( M3 |8 ?# {# BA tear rolled down each faded cheek, she shook her head
5 [) U0 h$ V6 `But didn’t speak.

I slunk away, head bowed in shame,
And if you were me, you’d have done the same,
For our thanks in giving is often delayed
* ]2 h$ s( }% G) C8 {3 v) F* X* mThough our freedom was bought by the legions who paid.
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And so, when you see a poppy worn
: T; m- n1 t9 xLet us reflect on the burden borne
By those who gave their precious all
6 T6 t+ w& P, {* O2 kWhen asked to answer their countries call
That we at home, in peace may live
Then wear a poppy, remember, and give.

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