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.
Perfect! Thanks.
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Glad you liked it.
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So apt and moving, Pamela. x
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Thank you Joy.
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Thank you, Pam. This is very moving. I will not forget either.
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Thank you dear friend.
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My pleasure, dear friend.
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Your poem has moved me to tears Pam. So beautifully written, and clearly from your heart. Along with you, I too, will not forget. I owe such a debt of gratitude to these fine men and women who served their country and in some cases, died for it. My heartfelt thanks to those who serve now and those who will serve in the future.
Ginger
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We owe them our history, the past the future and the present.
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Well penned.
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Thank you.
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A beautiful tribute to all who have served, Pamela.
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Thank you John.
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That is such a wonderful tribute, Pam. Well done! ♥♥♥
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Thank you my friend.
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Beautifully written, Pam. I had my hand to my poppy as I read.
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Thank you Dale. I too wear my poppy proudly. My father served in World War II in the RCAF.
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I don’t even have any family that I know of that ever came close to serving anywhere, yet, I never fail to buy my poppy or two and wear it proudly.
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Not to belay the beauty of your poem because it truly is. Veteran’s Day and Armistice Day celebrate Veterans and the end of the war. So let us also remember to celebrate all of our Veterans still here amongst us and no never forget their comrades. Please pour a cupa or something the strength of your choice and lift it high to their valor. To our Veterans.
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Our ceremonies up here celebrate all veterans, those standing with us now and those we remember. Their service will not forgotten, then and now.
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As it should be. Thanks
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What a beautiful tribute my friend. Thank you, Pam. I honor them with you. This day is so very special; and I hope all, the young and old, truly pause and reflect on just why we’re so blessed with the freedoms we have. I’m so thankful both of my sons are not on the “front line” fighting as they both serve in the Air Force; but it’s a sacrifice. I’m blessed to live in an area that brings in thousands of Veteran’s and floods them with honors. God bless them all.
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We must never forget them.
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Well done –
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Thank you
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Lovely Pam.
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Thanks
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Well done Pam
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Thank you very much
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This is beautiful and thoughtful, Pam.
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Thank you.
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What a wonderful piece to honor all those who serve, Pam.
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They deserve so much more…
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I agree
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