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
9 K& R$ m3 w1 H3 |Then I stopped and watched, to see how shed fare
$ r  p6 m* a# l- N7 p7 t/ QHer face was old, and lined with care,
Yet beneath the scars, the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.

8 Y! K& ]3 L/ [7 Q" vA boy came whistling down the street
Bounding along on his carefree feet
His smile was full of joy and fun
$ K" c) G4 E/ o& L “Lady” he said, “can I have one?
As she pinned it on I heard him say
“Why do we wear the poppy today?”
The lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered “this is remembrance day”
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“The poppy is the symbol for the,
0 R" v+ f: d* b" @) P- jThe gallant men and women who died in the war”.
* H* ?" p: `* R# R& ] “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,
2 e# `# v0 ]9 [. \+ q3 _/ d0 j; Y* ZHe loved to play and jump and shout, free as a bird he would race about”
! T" ^8 V6 U  O' d% u9 R3 OAs the years went by he learnt and grew, and became a man as you will to”,
He was fine and strong with a boyish smile,
But he seemed to be with us a such a short while
+ `. I* c3 R$ _: \When the War broke out he went away
I can still remember his face that day
" l: g* b% s; ]( y2 b" Q7 nWhen he smiled at me and said goodbye
* O8 L- O- a8 |; U“I will be back soon, so please don’t cry”
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- m: p' b. `2 M6 j- O7 D$ m8 EBut the War went on and he had to stay
& p& G9 g7 W  k- D$ }All I could do was wait and pray
His letters told of an awful fight
4 ~4 b% K8 l3 }. R' J; @' F" mI can see it still in my dreams at night
6 {( N8 M; E/ `1 k1 _With the tanks and guns and the cruel barb wire
: S9 L  ^2 u0 P+ KAnd the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire
( s' r8 O- D# \# F) PUntil 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”
" T" r  {, Z, ?" b7 mThat sure did sound like an awful fight
2 ?4 i8 X4 e0 j( N9 f “But your son, did he come home all right”?
A tear rolled down each faded cheek, she shook her head
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I slunk away, head bowed in shame,
And if you were me, you’d have done the same,
  @; D0 z  g* P: K; E/ s, hFor our thanks in giving is often delayed
; |) K/ j) t' WThough our freedom was bought by the legions who paid.

And so, when you see a poppy worn
) w; O& W% D: l6 R# P" DLet us reflect on the burden borne
$ h4 u6 x# V) J- _* fBy those who gave their precious all
When asked to answer their countries call
  }4 U: u! r6 C8 u1 w" qThat we at home, in peace may live
5 Q5 G6 l" W8 C. P- s% W$ fThen wear a poppy, remember, and give.

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