Why wear a poppy

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“Please wear a poppy”, the old lady said
5 g* {1 D" J/ J' y8 T- I And held one forth, but I shook my head
Then I stopped and watched, to see how shed fare
: f1 C2 a. j. e- C* Q4 IHer face was old, and lined with care,
# J1 p* _8 I7 ]$ |Yet beneath the scars, the years had made
! R8 t( H! L0 UThere remained a smile that refused to fade.
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3 N' ]( P/ H7 W/ s, z" n* f  SA boy came whistling down the street
- L5 Z; {" P- ^) i3 V, u! nBounding along on his carefree feet
His 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?”
The lady smiled in her wistful way
) ~* l9 z7 P4 o, c& W  FAnd answered “this is remembrance day”
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“The poppy is the symbol for the,
+ n% M# v/ W: K9 F& E7 K  N8 JThe gallant men and women who died in the war”.
0 o* K$ y6 V" {/ j% ^8 L8 ^1 [) N “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”,
He was fine and strong with a boyish smile,
But he seemed to be with us a such a short while
  c6 O8 a( u0 }  K( ?8 zWhen the War broke out he went away
I can still remember his face that day
When he smiled at me and said goodbye
9 x& N) N9 u( E“I will be back soon, so please don’t cry”
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* Y7 h. c, T6 ^+ ]+ @5 ~4 i: J+ Z( vBut the War went on and he had to stay
, |- [) k0 {+ q4 y, h4 J0 F& b$ CAll I could do was wait and pray
His letters told of an awful fight
8 {6 Y% H2 ?) }I can see it still in my dreams at night
5 y7 z; G0 m8 W. GWith the tanks and guns and the cruel barb wire
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire
Until at last the War was won
1 ?, [4 ^: e$ N0 lAnd 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”
That sure did sound like an awful fight
% M: l5 D  F" X2 v+ n “But your son, did he come home all right”?
A tear rolled down each faded cheek, she shook her head
) }% {2 `5 d  @But didn’t speak.

( H1 L5 d; G6 uI slunk away, head bowed in shame,
And if you were me, you’d have done the same,
% q/ n6 V3 F  w+ pFor our thanks in giving is often delayed
Though our freedom was bought by the legions who paid.

And so, when you see a poppy worn
' R5 B- t# X5 s) U& T; V2 @Let us reflect on the burden borne
By those who gave their precious all
' _7 }4 e1 K7 z- L# x9 aWhen asked to answer their countries call
* }* X" ~; [& KThat we at home, in peace may live
- ]; o: p' a/ r/ f0 NThen wear a poppy, remember, and give.

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