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本帖最后由 billzhao 于 2014-11-7 11:35 编辑
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“Please wear a poppy”, the old lady said5 ^6 b! E# N; t5 D, |1 b
And held one forth, but I shook my head ' K: G( ~- H, `& t6 b0 _
Then I stopped and watched, to see how shed fare 3 S1 Z- W( S a: R ]& b
Her face was old, and lined with care, , W+ _/ H' N& `/ I1 j) v
Yet beneath the scars, the years had made * I: H/ W2 S' Y- v0 n
There remained a smile that refused to fade. & p0 w2 |3 d! h8 \: a2 r n
. m$ k* a1 d$ aA boy came whistling down the street
1 O1 p: e( r% V1 d& `Bounding along on his carefree feet
3 U. e2 ]) e" q. N4 AHis smile was full of joy and fun
& u; K0 N; |/ h v" g) b8 A' x “Lady” he said, “can I have one?
, u% q6 Z1 d9 h3 N: }* V2 o) L& tAs she pinned it on I heard him say
1 w2 W( j$ h& @. X' h' N' Y“Why do we wear the poppy today?”
+ e; }& a) M* `1 PThe lady smiled in her wistful way
2 b8 M8 T3 N% @3 A+ Q! ~And answered “this is remembrance day” 6 W7 p1 O$ s: J# `0 `7 C, V& h @3 j
+ i" S# k% Y* F. ^6 |& w; d( e" u“The poppy is the symbol for the,
0 \; A4 x6 m% Z- \, b. uThe gallant men and women who died in the war”.
1 c- ~$ G3 X! m" n% I* n" N “And because they did we are free, that’s why we wear the poppy you see” & J6 c; ~+ o6 c2 T* [
: H) z! e1 m) ~1 f2 Z3 O“I had a boy about your size, with golden hair and big blue eyes,
/ N1 p5 \5 ]. |3 GHe loved to play and jump and shout, free as a bird he would race about” # r6 I1 h9 K* z8 Q8 S; `
As the years went by he learnt and grew, and became a man as you will to”, & b! a0 f# B% L/ \
He was fine and strong with a boyish smile,
5 u9 u/ Z+ e5 t8 J" h4 Z6 H% Q3 l2 v3 LBut he seemed to be with us a such a short while , E) u( e& K; `3 z* L4 o
When the War broke out he went away
' Q6 m0 l9 h- |* `1 P/ oI can still remember his face that day
; s+ D I, t/ O& Q$ M& Q2 pWhen he smiled at me and said goodbye
; h0 O+ d, f0 y2 L“I will be back soon, so please don’t cry” . o3 X& Q2 V @% s: F4 U
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But the War went on and he had to stay
) @5 |0 L: R3 {; eAll I could do was wait and pray , l j3 H0 {9 h% A+ L' K2 U
His letters told of an awful fight Z; s% Z; M [( q7 z( u
I can see it still in my dreams at night * K, y& `' N \7 E/ U% ?
With the tanks and guns and the cruel barb wire
( \! f, G/ v7 ~+ T" o' pAnd the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire ; s9 ?3 _# \4 |4 H' ]( `
Until at last the War was won 8 D' A% d \/ F; L& v
And that is why we wear the poppy son
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& k6 t) }; k1 d. Q2 a- y9 H! J3 aThe small boy turned as if to go
* n5 k" v: {2 P, ^, ~7 T' SThen stopped and said “Thank you lady, I’m glad I know” & y, ?8 e8 b4 J3 s+ B
That sure did sound like an awful fight
% \0 K3 D% _; Y! Z8 M# \' T$ _# Y* { “But your son, did he come home all right”? 1 f: w7 M$ M4 r0 g, U
A tear rolled down each faded cheek, she shook her head
' _# K. S: x: }/ Y3 TBut didn’t speak.' d: m0 I2 B$ {" F
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I slunk away, head bowed in shame,
m# ?. ]7 U; c9 TAnd if you were me, you’d have done the same,
5 q& F, }1 t6 n4 W! A e) w5 BFor our thanks in giving is often delayed
' [3 U! U4 K. Z1 o6 b* o: {+ B- ?" [. LThough our freedom was bought by the legions who paid.
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+ x; v' ?0 w" t' Y; ?And so, when you see a poppy worn
$ P$ }% a0 f1 v' R* n# ~Let us reflect on the burden borne
, y3 X$ h' r/ l3 F3 w% D0 u* I, BBy those who gave their precious all ( ^' {( j% |" B3 _8 l
When asked to answer their countries call + w- i' ? R& F( K
That we at home, in peace may live ( \; ?/ q! W# w& H; l% T( o
Then wear a poppy, remember, and give. |
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