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本帖最后由 billzhao 于 2014-11-7 11:35 编辑 7 ~, M- X9 f, p- b7 ^& x' i* s
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m, X& W x7 N% J. l, n" s “Please wear a poppy”, the old lady said6 {. I4 T, b) J, a7 y D9 U
And held one forth, but I shook my head
" e# L8 M3 f# Z W9 G" PThen I stopped and watched, to see how shed fare
8 U& H. ^4 t) b+ i8 W% n3 GHer face was old, and lined with care,
. f$ b3 c' m$ r1 h w) r; MYet beneath the scars, the years had made
( q1 \ e% h- j( @: t' xThere remained a smile that refused to fade. ( b/ N: x; L* p9 C: O% G" A
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A boy came whistling down the street
" h$ X0 v; F! C; |/ W) \Bounding along on his carefree feet , Z7 H- H- F; o
His smile was full of joy and fun1 y; W: O8 {) S9 M+ j& o
“Lady” he said, “can I have one? + n1 r& N* f. ] f, t/ d. W
As she pinned it on I heard him say
4 q% p1 P0 L$ n“Why do we wear the poppy today?”
' [; h3 L* i. `) yThe lady smiled in her wistful way 3 }8 K5 V9 G$ ^' P& m4 F
And answered “this is remembrance day” , \( I+ w0 b/ D- E. Z
, l2 Y8 W' K, g) c! F+ q* d“The poppy is the symbol for the,
* V R6 v/ n5 d' xThe gallant men and women who died in the war”.
" L7 K4 F( Z' D$ S “And because they did we are free, that’s why we wear the poppy you see”
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! }" ?" Z) L; D“I had a boy about your size, with golden hair and big blue eyes,
2 u( G4 H- F( m! l8 Q+ Y" i0 UHe loved to play and jump and shout, free as a bird he would race about” : f# W" k# X! [8 Y; a
As the years went by he learnt and grew, and became a man as you will to”,
& C3 C7 I& }3 X7 M5 g0 w5 E, ^5 nHe was fine and strong with a boyish smile, 4 ?8 W( E# Q8 j2 T8 d
But he seemed to be with us a such a short while " _2 Q/ D9 ]$ x+ T5 S. v* X" [8 Q
When the War broke out he went away : J% o/ i1 j7 v. C$ J* P
I can still remember his face that day * s0 F4 O" ]/ [) ?
When he smiled at me and said goodbye : g3 w& B% M0 ~+ A# b- x
“I will be back soon, so please don’t cry” / a) S7 w! p" J6 ~5 a7 V
3 s8 U; O6 p- }, m/ UBut the War went on and he had to stay
3 d" R0 G5 ]0 H& p: M: g) i6 ^All I could do was wait and pray
( Y. U$ w* \& jHis letters told of an awful fight 9 j# V) G3 c' q; Z. d7 D& B
I can see it still in my dreams at night
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5 ?7 s# m2 u+ A, FAnd the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire
6 b4 K3 W$ e0 q5 @% sUntil at last the War was won 1 z- ?' j2 _5 @
And that is why we wear the poppy son
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The small boy turned as if to go
" @- ~" g: I/ L* {" @Then stopped and said “Thank you lady, I’m glad I know” 8 Q7 r6 g5 s8 U* C4 E; s3 ?4 p
That sure did sound like an awful fight
; E6 M! |+ Y2 d5 _! k1 A6 w% ~8 B* B4 p “But your son, did he come home all right”?
+ p8 O$ G) z2 ?- kA tear rolled down each faded cheek, she shook her head 5 Y& p/ n( ], @1 g
But didn’t speak.
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: M" v! |9 n% QI slunk away, head bowed in shame, , ]) x; u, d6 R5 r% u
And if you were me, you’d have done the same,
" M6 X7 W1 y$ i- b, i6 j/ Y3 WFor our thanks in giving is often delayed
\% c* s$ [% R8 X q" qThough our freedom was bought by the legions who paid.
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And so, when you see a poppy worn
$ \$ c- Y F# O8 sLet us reflect on the burden borne
8 l3 J @6 u2 q( v. }By those who gave their precious all
2 p" [) F; E' _9 Y* E' NWhen asked to answer their countries call
2 s' t, y2 h# o8 SThat we at home, in peace may live
* M7 k9 y1 E( Q; I- g1 @Then wear a poppy, remember, and give. |
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