Why wear a poppy

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! q* d1 h8 l0 w$ @8 d+ [# q “Please wear a poppy”, the old lady said
# H2 F5 \! i: P, L4 n9 S2 F4 i And held one forth, but I shook my head
: ]: ~! N# x! @Then I stopped and watched, to see how shed fare
Her face was old, and lined with care,
- a) q$ x' [  hYet beneath the scars, the years had made
; X0 U' b2 r0 z7 H3 VThere remained a smile that refused to fade.

& t0 E9 Q7 V4 J. w1 R% F1 I3 {A boy came whistling down the street
Bounding along on his carefree feet
" E, v3 L5 C6 ~4 T9 r! pHis smile was full of joy and fun
“Lady” he said, “can I have one?
As she pinned it on I heard him say
“Why do we wear the poppy today?”
& v3 V9 N  H- y$ `The lady smiled in her wistful way
3 W8 X- ?7 B* m" d- i  B* a* GAnd answered “this is remembrance day”

3 d; w6 b4 {% P9 o“The poppy is the symbol for the,
The gallant men and women who died in the war”.
5 K  d" K- _* ~' p) C “And because they did we are free, that’s why we wear the poppy you see”
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“I had a boy about your size, with golden hair and big blue eyes,
He loved to play and jump and shout, free as a bird he would race about”
As the years went by he learnt and grew, and became a man as you will to”,
# P9 ~( k, a7 T7 T% JHe was fine and strong with a boyish smile,
But he seemed to be with us a such a short while
5 K  U& l! v7 d; i4 n: |1 CWhen the War broke out he went away
I can still remember his face that day
When he smiled at me and said goodbye
“I will be back soon, so please don’t cry”
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But the War went on and he had to stay
/ ]) w/ J2 B- l+ U2 }* S+ nAll I could do was wait and pray
3 z; L7 |) k: X& ]: l0 Q; A+ v  _His letters told of an awful fight
% i2 L, x: f) ^1 y' wI can see it still in my dreams at night
5 Q' O& A% X8 B+ }With the tanks and guns and the cruel barb wire
3 W6 s5 l9 T' n* O0 pAnd the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire
% f4 g* E& Z" {* N# p" b/ a# T7 OUntil at last the War was won
And that is why we wear the poppy son

/ `, Q. e, r) gThe small boy turned as if to go
Then stopped and said “Thank you lady, I’m glad I know”
: ~  o2 n9 ^- T. QThat sure did sound like an awful fight
) ?) I6 p- b* k “But your son, did he come home all right”?
A tear rolled down each faded cheek, she shook her head
But didn’t speak.
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I slunk away, head bowed in shame,
  Q! m* l' U0 w8 W  i+ v3 }And if you were me, you’d have done the same,
For our thanks in giving is often delayed
Though our freedom was bought by the legions who paid.

" h2 ^0 f; I% O8 j# I) AAnd so, when you see a poppy worn
+ F5 J: T$ n+ uLet us reflect on the burden borne
By those who gave their precious all
When asked to answer their countries call
/ x: J; z( y" b7 O6 X0 T( A4 X0 MThat we at home, in peace may live
" I& y" j) N& K; F# y2 @Then wear a poppy, remember, and give.

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