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Where Poppies Grow
"We are the dead. Short days ago We loved, felt dawn and saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved ...." By _ Lt. Col. John McCrae (In Flanders Field) 1915 ________________ Let me tell you a story . . . I recall a little boy who played in the sandbox and drove me crazy most of the time I had to chase him everywhere but he had a dream to be a soldier a Canadian Peace Keeper we, the family were proud but frightened also Dad would say, he is a peacekeeper so he will be okay anyone who tells you peacekeepers do not die is lying because they do ... my little brother came home in a box like so many he fought in a battle far, far from home I visit his grave often passing the rows and rows of white stone military markers my great grandpa fought in WWI I have a photograph of him in uniform my grandpa fought in WW2 he never spoke of what he saw grandma said he came back a changed man I think a lot about all the men and women who go to war who have given their lives for peace wish I could go to Flanders Field Cemetery and see the 12,000 crosses row after row is war to be part of this life forever for, it seems there is always a war somewhere I read somewhere that the poppies are dying in Flanders Field _____________________ November 13, 2021 Poetry/Narrative/Where Poppies Grow Copyright Protected, ID 11-1606-322-13 All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France Written for the Premier contest, War sponsor, Kai Michael Neumann, Judged 12/22/2021 Seventh Place
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