Why wear a poppy

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* {" v3 w" I3 `) u( }4 e “Please wear a poppy”, the old lady said
And held one forth, but I shook my head
0 ^$ y+ k7 l3 @1 uThen I stopped and watched, to see how shed fare
$ C7 o3 G1 i1 B% z0 eHer face was old, and lined with care,
Yet beneath the scars, the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.
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A boy came whistling down the street
Bounding along on his carefree feet
+ D0 b9 b7 s+ s! dHis smile was full of joy and fun
“Lady” he said, “can I have one?
8 c: n; o" B2 v- cAs she pinned it on I heard him say
. O. ~) C& N& T4 d. x“Why do we wear the poppy today?”
* s  K6 x- ~; pThe lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered “this is remembrance day”
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“The poppy is the symbol for the,
The gallant men and women who died in the war”.
/ v( {  S$ U; P& B  q% X “And because they did we are free, that’s why we wear the poppy you see”
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8 D/ }3 B/ y0 i& h' c0 f; K. D6 X* B“I had a boy about your size, with golden hair and big blue eyes,
- t, R; v  O, w" W  \) ~6 `. rHe loved to play and jump and shout, free as a bird he would race about”
As the years went by he learnt and grew, and became a man as you will to”,
5 b# i) B8 i6 d- O7 _He was fine and strong with a boyish smile,
But he seemed to be with us a such a short while
When the War broke out he went away
I can still remember his face that day
When he smiled at me and said goodbye
“I will be back soon, so please don’t cry”
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& u1 K# R1 @3 r, }But the War went on and he had to stay
" u4 {* i1 P1 x' i$ qAll I could do was wait and pray
His letters told of an awful fight
' t7 n& y6 q7 r7 R, Z% @* k) kI can see it still in my dreams at night
6 \$ V  q6 h" a1 j$ j6 v' pWith the tanks and guns and the cruel barb wire
2 I3 X1 N! h& P3 J- k& }And the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire
Until at last the War was won
# Q5 K) h- t  j" U$ }( B$ [$ s1 I6 ZAnd that is why we wear the poppy son
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The small boy turned as if to go
) e- r) t" d# iThen stopped and said “Thank you lady, I’m glad I know”
That sure did sound like an awful fight
: D# d4 l0 y1 D3 A) q/ @, r, [ “But your son, did he come home all right”?
0 L. `: w+ N  p1 P4 FA tear rolled down each faded cheek, she shook her head
But didn’t speak.
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& _- e" Q$ n# l! nI 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
& [- h7 N+ x! `( ?+ L5 cThough our freedom was bought by the legions who paid.
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And so, when you see a poppy worn
8 x) Y/ [" k" [2 i2 BLet us reflect on the burden borne
: s- I6 |! |" T" d! jBy those who gave their precious all
When asked to answer their countries call
That we at home, in peace may live
7 [& t! i% m1 k  a, gThen wear a poppy, remember, and give.

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