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本帖最后由 billzhao 于 2014-11-7 11:35 编辑 ! |6 |' x: j2 `# \: D0 }: a, Q: s
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“Please wear a poppy”, the old lady said; L, R0 R; C0 H# R, e( v2 A9 e
And held one forth, but I shook my head
! h; a @/ W GThen I stopped and watched, to see how shed fare
6 h5 v- z' p" U5 Z+ B4 `3 t) IHer face was old, and lined with care, , `3 e2 j6 q& e) P- E7 o8 U
Yet beneath the scars, the years had made
- ~! O/ N+ t/ u3 e& F6 ^) cThere remained a smile that refused to fade.
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A boy came whistling down the street
2 l5 r; ~( Z+ k6 F9 G4 h' J* ]" ?5 CBounding along on his carefree feet
1 U! q6 y1 C; W0 a$ W# n$ qHis smile was full of joy and fun
. r# X$ x7 D1 o Y Z “Lady” he said, “can I have one?
! l/ a, h# k# A, @: Y* DAs she pinned it on I heard him say : L4 m+ u, m* j. |( q2 R
“Why do we wear the poppy today?”
/ H5 v) Y/ I, V- P3 j& {The lady smiled in her wistful way
: f3 _7 F0 ^, TAnd answered “this is remembrance day” $ k+ [9 x9 G4 J, |7 Q, N( q
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“The poppy is the symbol for the, * r; a0 C- v! g0 q5 h& Z! n& P
The gallant men and women who died in the war”.
4 V) v; D& f t2 H/ g# j “And because they did we are free, that’s why we wear the poppy you see” & q7 R, d8 r h! V
% U* L: A' R3 v“I had a boy about your size, with golden hair and big blue eyes, 9 \, e' x2 x, N4 I B: ]; u
He loved to play and jump and shout, free as a bird he would race about”
. b0 j: K3 r9 B5 [* }- WAs the years went by he learnt and grew, and became a man as you will to”, 6 }, P( B& X7 U ~* \; {
He was fine and strong with a boyish smile,
) t1 M+ Y' C# k% q7 s! s n Z# I# C& h( JBut he seemed to be with us a such a short while
, r7 n0 k) n @8 zWhen the War broke out he went away # h& u& p. ~. p# C8 G
I can still remember his face that day
' e4 x7 Q0 R0 U# ~9 _- WWhen he smiled at me and said goodbye 5 s& R' S4 p$ r4 v6 e. g
“I will be back soon, so please don’t cry” ' }; \. s" h* I. R' s
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But the War went on and he had to stay 3 \) p, z% y4 ~6 D& \, K P; N& m; j
All I could do was wait and pray
% v/ {" {! N: X& I8 QHis letters told of an awful fight ; ?# Y' A8 L/ S# d
I can see it still in my dreams at night
3 O+ Z. Y8 }$ v, p/ i3 WWith the tanks and guns and the cruel barb wire . |2 P t# h @ T6 c! z3 ]7 v
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire
/ G5 L. P) a; |3 ]0 OUntil at last the War was won
8 n6 [, [ Y+ f: H% aAnd that is why we wear the poppy son / k" A! n1 Y B6 K- N, } M9 i
* W8 |7 |1 C* d0 Z. E( lThe small boy turned as if to go
1 V3 }1 e+ k3 w& [0 M8 S9 WThen stopped and said “Thank you lady, I’m glad I know” T! ? [- N+ [+ J( {
That sure did sound like an awful fight
8 A D! r$ _3 }& ` “But your son, did he come home all right”?
) j5 w4 l2 f- Q4 ~& a% e. B; c) d: IA tear rolled down each faded cheek, she shook her head 1 g+ d( \- g. F7 V6 W% n$ M
But didn’t speak.
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- n, a* [. H o9 o4 o0 A. K5 g1 b2 `" OI slunk away, head bowed in shame,
. z {/ c$ R7 X5 O YAnd if you were me, you’d have done the same, " C- I" U) M) |. s$ _0 E
For our thanks in giving is often delayed
' ~( [$ h1 D, CThough our freedom was bought by the legions who paid. # G7 {3 e9 P2 e. E/ G
: ]- e; B S+ TAnd so, when you see a poppy worn
) Y& s& u+ P* L& m1 p* NLet us reflect on the burden borne
& N; {" N) C2 m, R+ o/ z( aBy those who gave their precious all
; v2 V8 U/ |8 I/ v2 k3 I, _/ ?When asked to answer their countries call
% ?6 C2 _# _0 c' hThat we at home, in peace may live % T3 k, C2 L r/ d
Then wear a poppy, remember, and give. |
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