
Please
Wear A Poppy.
"Please wear a poppy," the lady
said
And held one forth, but I shook
my head.
Then I stopped and watched as
she offered them there,
And her face was old and lined
with care;
But beneath the scars the years
had made
There remained a smile that
refused to fade.
A boy came whistling down the
street,
Bouncing along on care-free
feet.
His smile was full of joy and
fun,
"Lady," said he, "may I have
one?"
When she's pinned in on he
turned to say,
"Why do we wear a poppy today?"
The lady smiled in her wistful
way
And answered, "This is
Remembrance Day,
And the poppy there is the
symbol for
The gallant men who died in war.
And because they did, you and I
are free -
That's why we wear a poppy, you
see.
"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 learned
and grew
and became a man - as you will,
too.
"He was fine and strong, with a
boyish smile,
But he'd seemed with us such a
little while
When war broke out and he went
away.
I still remember his face that
day
When he smiled at me and said,
Goodbye,
I'll be back soon, Mom, so
please don't cry.
"But the war went on and he had
to stay,
And all I could do was wait and
pray.
His letters told of the awful
fight,
(I can see it still in my dreams
at night),
With the tanks and guns and
cruel barbed wire,
And the mines and bullets, the
bombs and fire.
"Till at last, at last, the war
was won-
And that's why we wear a poppy
son."
The small boy turned as if to
go,
Then said, "Thanks, lady, I'm
glad to know.
That sure did sound like an
awful fight,
But your son - did he come back
all right?"
A tear rolled down each faded
check;
She shook her head, but didn't
speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
And if you were me you'd have
done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, if
oft delayed,
Thought our freedom was bought -
and thousands paid!
And so when we see a poppy worn,
Let us reflect on the burden
borne,
By those who gave their very all
When asked to answer their
country's call
That we at home in peace might
live.
Then wear a poppy! Remember -
and give!
- Author Unknown
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