I Will Not Forget

A misty morning on a field of war,

A single poppy grew.

The soldier closed his eyes at last,

For death had come too soon.


He lay in peace upon the ground,

His rifle by his side.

Never more to see the dawn,

Or sunsets with his love.


A gentle rain came soon enough,

To wash away his tears.

But not in time to spare his life,

Taken by the war.


Others stood in place for him,

Men and women both.

Many paid the final price,

Exacted by the war.


I have not known that horror,

As I live a life of peace.

But always will I remember,

Those who went to war.


Above my heart, a poppy,

I wear it proud and true.

Thank you for your service,

As I remember you.


29 thoughts on “I Will Not Forget

  1. aFrankAngle

    Beautifully written, Pam. For me, I could see images in my head as I read your words. Images of WW I and II … images of poppies being passed out on this day in front of the grocery store of my small town every Veteran’s Day.

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  2. Murphy's Law

    This is a beautiful tribute to all our heroes who didn’t survive war, here where we celebrate Veterans Day and in Canada where you celebrate Remembrance Day.

    A simple thank you doesn’t seem enough for all who lost their lives defending freedom, and for those who served and survived, and those who serve today.

    We will NEVER forget.

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  3. John Hric

    Last night we watched a documentary on the Memphis Bell during WWII. It was about daylight bombing and the terrible toll it took on the bomber crews. It was one of the few crews to survive 25 bombing missions. Even then the crew had many casualties. The red poppy yes to remember. I am not sure if it is a blessing or a curse that we are able to remember so little of the scale of the these conflicts, so little of the pain and hurt they entailed. And we certainly do not remember enough to find ways to avoid the new conflicts. If only those poppies could help us do that.

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  4. joylennick

    Meaningful, heartfelt words. Thank you Pam. My Dad managed to survive two wars, but his youngest brother, Bernard, aged 22, a Navigator in the Air Force didn’t. Grandma wouldn’t wear black as she thought he would return…(she kept his 22nd birthday cake in a tin for many years). May he rest in peace. x .

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