By 24th October 2008December 9th, 2019No Comments

In Flanders’ fields lies the history
Of a cruel and bitter war
As one looks out over the poppy fields they think
Was it really worth dying for?

Each poppy holds the spirit
Of a soldier strong and brave
Each cross marks the spot
Of each soldier’s lonely grave

Listen carefully through the silence
You will hear the screams and shouts
Echoes of brave soldiers
As the spoils of war rang out

Every year we remember these soldiers
Wear our poppies with such pride
Sparing thoughts for all of their families
For the hurt they still feel inside

Rest in peace now brave soldiers
For in our hearts you’ll stay
And your spirit will live on in Flanders’s field
On the breeze where poppies sway

Michaela Turner

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