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本帖最后由 billzhao 于 2014-11-7 11:35 编辑
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6 M7 r& M3 ?# R @4 |6 j) h “Please wear a poppy”, the old lady said
$ J; u' Y0 _+ k6 u' @ And held one forth, but I shook my head
( D8 I8 o( I9 O# s3 ZThen I stopped and watched, to see how shed fare
* a( h# C6 W8 v9 BHer face was old, and lined with care,
# \, [( k( {3 f$ n. L8 kYet beneath the scars, the years had made % I$ r7 @1 F, w4 R
There remained a smile that refused to fade.
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! ~+ O- o/ \" Z3 U; LA boy came whistling down the street 5 T, P/ P( ~. q0 |$ H% D5 J* x7 x
Bounding along on his carefree feet
4 b# i% O r. O) V m# i4 _His smile was full of joy and fun9 [% t9 g, [8 G* v
“Lady” he said, “can I have one? 0 `2 t8 i9 w$ @3 p4 L7 W
As she pinned it on I heard him say
! S' ?. G# ?8 ~; B6 s+ E9 r6 u9 p“Why do we wear the poppy today?” 8 k9 p+ ~; r; a. s2 f* {# ?
The lady smiled in her wistful way ' ]& I% v3 v& [" \( @
And answered “this is remembrance day” # \! k3 \6 T% x) ?1 G4 M
$ @" }* L4 Y- e& S3 K“The poppy is the symbol for the,
7 n/ h+ ~% ]' F$ BThe gallant men and women who died in the war”.2 ~& t2 |8 M' W" L S' s, a
“And because they did we are free, that’s why we wear the poppy you see”
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( U+ r1 ^7 E. x“I had a boy about your size, with golden hair and big blue eyes,
9 S1 z" Y9 A% L3 uHe loved to play and jump and shout, free as a bird he would race about” 5 P h; F. c# u3 S; W( d. @
As the years went by he learnt and grew, and became a man as you will to”, 7 U q0 F2 n2 j& J
He was fine and strong with a boyish smile, 8 p. W+ b( m' e% D2 X4 i3 N8 V( \
But he seemed to be with us a such a short while
- j6 H' ?# }* I6 ~; pWhen the War broke out he went away + Q) m; U. H; D; h7 _4 W- a
I can still remember his face that day $ N D; b z- s" f
When he smiled at me and said goodbye
7 @/ N# O5 E0 `" X0 @: T8 s“I will be back soon, so please don’t cry” ! n& i) u O1 z
% c( h- e% {' d* r& Q$ f) L$ aBut the War went on and he had to stay
. r8 b L) H1 o+ Q$ N, v$ M7 NAll I could do was wait and pray
( @: U& g" p% x" ~His letters told of an awful fight 3 I+ ?4 ~: }# w1 Q. O' y C _
I can see it still in my dreams at night
* u2 p( o: b+ Y( lWith the tanks and guns and the cruel barb wire . y3 n1 o- l! ]( d$ L) U* E
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire
& E6 X4 U$ C/ _! K7 nUntil at last the War was won
_" s( y# z, rAnd that is why we wear the poppy son
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The small boy turned as if to go
! f/ i- L& M3 z4 g# s; i5 rThen stopped and said “Thank you lady, I’m glad I know”
1 ^9 ], r/ Z9 V& U% dThat sure did sound like an awful fight
1 ^0 u7 F! f3 {% e “But your son, did he come home all right”?
3 Y' B8 r4 p; lA tear rolled down each faded cheek, she shook her head
0 c& p7 o, `6 ~, ABut didn’t speak., [5 O; R7 z$ j* \2 Z; B/ [& Z
2 z$ b% A( c9 H* [4 A- ~- mI slunk away, head bowed in shame,
1 I0 L& R% B/ Z+ bAnd if you were me, you’d have done the same,
, v/ }8 Q3 b, S1 |4 a# s- jFor our thanks in giving is often delayed / F, ]" p! s% A& G
Though our freedom was bought by the legions who paid.
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And so, when you see a poppy worn + J5 ]5 X: g& r% d; O
Let us reflect on the burden borne
B0 J- g4 b! Y0 }; H& I* aBy those who gave their precious all
; h) @! e* I- G' BWhen asked to answer their countries call
4 o2 m5 o1 \% o# AThat we at home, in peace may live
. [' g- y9 v: ~ rThen wear a poppy, remember, and give. |
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