Poppies they say adieu, goodbye,
men fought, yet did not want to die,
Poppies were tossing, waving free,
as war took lives so poignantly.
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A connection with the hearts and minds of those left behind. A moving write, so melancholy yet so respectful Love Duncan
This reminds me so much of the poppy fields of Northern France. the light rhythm of the poem illustrates the poppies blowing in the wind - forever a poignant symbol of remembrance of those who gave their lives all those years ago.
Beautiful yet poignant, wonderful poetry Ernestine and a pleasure to read. Best wishes, Andrew xx