Why wear a poppy

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“Please wear a poppy”, the old lady said
And held one forth, but I shook my head
. X% m7 A" l$ ^7 ]1 DThen I stopped and watched, to see how shed fare
Her face was old, and lined with care,
# Y% \7 ?$ L+ ^Yet beneath the scars, the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.

A boy came whistling down the street
! \2 e: e2 H" H( H5 G$ E3 E; aBounding along on his carefree feet
# }: R0 c% Y  SHis smile was full of joy and fun
2 j# T& s9 P7 J0 d' S1 `$ y( r1 d “Lady” he said, “can I have one?
As she pinned it on I heard him say
/ g, m) @" R: A0 K) u8 C) p“Why do we wear the poppy today?”
! E/ D; L+ L* R7 Y2 I) }7 yThe lady smiled in her wistful way
$ P6 S# Q1 [2 F4 F& S1 z& I' \And answered “this is remembrance day”
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; {' B* ?3 N0 H9 e' Q3 q2 X“The poppy is the symbol for the,
- k* F" j- F* X- h! L! GThe gallant men and women who died in the war”.
" ]& D5 V0 P# d  P “And because they did we 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”
7 T) P3 J7 q% U# @As the years went by he learnt and grew, and became a man as you will to”,
5 P& r# n( \: A/ T1 yHe 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
) w, z, v8 B+ F“I will be back soon, so please don’t cry”
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& ]' ~/ W$ ?' y! u# {: j4 b. EBut the War went on and he had to stay
- {+ Y0 X- M$ aAll I could do was wait and pray
His letters told of an awful fight
) x' A/ R$ X# M: P7 a# R; PI can see it still in my dreams at night
With the tanks and guns and the cruel barb wire
1 G& p; a3 l1 n. w+ OAnd the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire
Until at last the War was won
And that is why we wear the poppy son
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The small boy turned as if to go
Then stopped and said “Thank you lady, I’m glad I know”
That sure did sound like an awful fight
“But your son, did he come home all right”?
A tear rolled down each faded cheek, she shook her head
But didn’t speak.
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+ y  d9 t0 x4 hI slunk away, head bowed in shame,
And if you were me, you’d have done the same,
( t9 M! O! n3 g5 i# n. {9 A3 CFor our thanks in giving is often delayed
Though our freedom was bought by the legions who paid.

And so, when you see a poppy worn
! J  ^9 V0 j5 s8 a5 K. tLet us reflect on the burden borne
By those who gave their precious all
When asked to answer their countries call
9 P7 s/ E0 g1 LThat we at home, in peace may live
Then wear a poppy, remember, and give.

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