The Poppy by D Rothwell
Nature created a flower
With petals of brilliant red.
Who’d have thought such a beautiful flower
Would be used to remember the dead?
For when all the guns have stopped firing
And there’s only the mud and the rain
God sends down his little red flowers
To cover the lads who remain
So remember every November
When we hold our remembrance day
Of the lads who lie beneath the poppies
And the price they had to pay.
LEST WE FORGET
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