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Quote/Poem Why Wear a Poppy

Discussion in 'All other military discussion' started by John A Silkstone, Oct 24, 2013.

  1. John A Silkstone United Kingdom

    John A Silkstone Mi General MI.Net Member

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    We do not need to be reminded, but this poem is very apt for this time of year

    Why Wear a Poppy
    by Don Crawford

    “Please wear a Poppy”, the lady said
    And held one forth, but I shook my head,
    Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
    And her face was old and lined with care;
    But beneath the scars the years had made
    There remained a smile that refused to fade.

    A boy came whistling down the street,
    Bouncing along on carefree feet,
    His smile was full of joy and fun:
    “Lady”, said he, “May I have one”?
    When she pinned it on he turned to say,
    “Why do we wear a poppy today”?

    The lady smiled in her wistful way,
    And answered, “This is Remembrance Day,
    And the poppy there is a symbol for
    The gallant men who died in war,
    And because they did, you and I 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.
    He loved to play and jump and shout,
    Free as a bird he would race about.
    As the years went by he learned and grew,
    And became a man – as you will, too.

    But the war went on and he had to stay,
    And all I could do was wait and pray.
    His letters told of the awful fight,
    (I can see it still in my dreams at night)
    With the tanks and guns and cruel barbed wire, -
    and the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.

    “Till at last, at last, the war was won –
    And that’s why we wear a poppy, son.”
    The small boy turned as if to go,
    Then said, “Thanks lady, I’m glad to know,
    That sure did sound like an awful fight,
    But your son – did he come back all right?”

    A tear rolled down each faded cheek:
    She shook her head but didn’t speak.
    I slunk away in a sort of shame,
    And if you were me you’d have done the same:
    For our thanks, in giving, is often delayed
    Through our freedom was bought
    And thousands paid.

    And so when we see a poppy worn,
    Let us reflect on the burden borne,
    By those who gave their very all,
    When asked to answer their country’s call.
    That we at home in peace might live.

    Then wear a poppy,


    And give.

  2. Bombardier

    Bombardier Admin & Arbiter Staff Member Site Admin

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    Always liked this poem Silky
    I've posted it on my Facebook page. :)

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