Poppies

by | Oct 8, 2007 | Poetry | 0 comments

Poppies are the colour red
They represent all the dead
Men who died to save their world
Men whose relatives are very proud
The tears that have been cried
Could fill a river far and wide
Memories of the ones we love
Linger in flight like a dove.

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