War and Battle

In Flanders Fields The story goes The poppies grow Between the rows The soldiers Some tall, some short Lay at peace Their families come Reflect and leave Today the combatants Row on row Wait their turn Some tall, some bald Their loved ones By their side The news today Another poke Another wait Another hope This battle seems unending But everyone is resolute Although some fall They fall far less The suffering though There none the less Years from now As research grows Some things will change Some things will not Lest we forget George Calabrese July 7, 2012