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本帖最后由 billzhao 于 2014-11-7 11:35 编辑 I6 v/ o) h* }; H1 Y
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8 R2 E. |, l4 p* p “Please wear a poppy”, the old lady said# b& L, [8 I9 B
And held one forth, but I shook my head 5 V) T" A' l4 M+ w) E% p" i) M
Then I stopped and watched, to see how shed fare ! T( p# q6 [$ l6 @& A! W: g8 }: ?
Her face was old, and lined with care, 5 e9 \+ d Q# ^1 D2 {/ t N0 G
Yet beneath the scars, the years had made
. Q# b0 S. L( z! M/ |There remained a smile that refused to fade.
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A boy came whistling down the street
5 X% c+ o/ e7 K, N. P4 ]Bounding along on his carefree feet + r% F2 u1 W; K# z2 F( O3 X' X
His smile was full of joy and fun
) @5 o$ z! ]7 Y4 _8 Y4 U8 a “Lady” he said, “can I have one? " O7 {2 s$ ?: t% C2 H/ Z
As she pinned it on I heard him say ! v9 B+ f: [$ r) g" l0 }
“Why do we wear the poppy today?”
6 [! {% \& c5 {* W+ e; VThe lady smiled in her wistful way ; ]3 E! ]; _6 k
And answered “this is remembrance day” W" }( S5 o- E; J9 B N$ o
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“The poppy is the symbol for the, ! G; k* ` e: k- [
The gallant men and women who died in the war”.
0 r4 q1 z# y% s+ Q9 K “And because they did we are free, that’s why we wear the poppy you see”
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“I had a boy about your size, with golden hair and big blue eyes,
3 l/ i( { q4 c, E$ e vHe loved to play and jump and shout, free as a bird he would race about” # D4 g1 @# h0 R/ T0 T9 c6 e8 Y
As the years went by he learnt and grew, and became a man as you will to”,
( e2 z+ h) i; \, ]4 eHe was fine and strong with a boyish smile,
& O: y3 F2 R+ Y3 R9 S/ VBut he seemed to be with us a such a short while 3 u7 D. U- @" }- j2 ~' `& g
When the War broke out he went away
* E3 O; k# F X1 N7 }- n: BI can still remember his face that day , `/ ^( M1 X: W' L* {7 C: d
When he smiled at me and said goodbye 2 y/ a- h' B5 M& n1 U
“I will be back soon, so please don’t cry” $ X* A( s5 x! v4 u: b7 e* T
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But the War went on and he had to stay
$ F" a+ s9 l0 C. W9 gAll I could do was wait and pray 6 N8 ~/ l2 x% V: `3 Z0 C
His letters told of an awful fight , q8 A- c6 M0 L: `, i
I can see it still in my dreams at night # W' K% \3 ]$ `
With the tanks and guns and the cruel barb wire 0 t' D& d1 I- j+ f' \2 G$ A3 k
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire
9 W. u8 d5 i; i2 Y3 _Until at last the War was won 9 Q3 V9 l* h4 Y$ M/ ~
And that is why we wear the poppy son ! ^3 T: ?5 R: s4 A3 d& t
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The small boy turned as if to go 9 E* }0 o7 Y8 |+ U
Then stopped and said “Thank you lady, I’m glad I know” % X2 p7 Q! k# s# e
That sure did sound like an awful fight
" ^' u7 I. t4 \5 M8 i6 B “But your son, did he come home all right”? / P- k" U: j! z7 Z% q8 ], |
A tear rolled down each faded cheek, she shook her head
8 P \$ @) y+ y+ n% WBut didn’t speak.
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I slunk away, head bowed in shame, ) G& a/ `( z3 [8 F' u
And if you were me, you’d have done the same, 6 }$ @" q; Q% ^. ^! Z3 w5 l+ E
For our thanks in giving is often delayed " w2 ^8 `- |5 Y q2 J, z
Though our freedom was bought by the legions who paid. 2 U) S" q# `5 R: Y; ^& m
I! ?) {4 M" ^, [6 a7 T6 ?And so, when you see a poppy worn
) p8 k: M+ y' n/ YLet us reflect on the burden borne
$ |% |( R+ P) c0 BBy those who gave their precious all
$ W1 O& e# ~4 @5 yWhen asked to answer their countries call ! K6 Z2 B+ q" b, f# n
That we at home, in peace may live
! x/ k+ s I1 o# ^; w! ]Then wear a poppy, remember, and give. |
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