An Offering of Poppies

On the eve of November 11th, I never sleep more than a wink or two. How could I? So I rise before dawn, my heart overflowing with a gurgling silence of souls rallied from brave men fallen, patriots, my friends, who gave their lives for fellow countrymen. As the bugle of duty calls far in the background, it is an ultimate honor to dress in uniform and lead the Remembrance Day parade. wreath of red poppies flow the wartime memories ~ sudden gush of rain AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Submitted on April 24, 2019 for contest PICK A TITLE, VOL.4 - HAIBUN - AN OFFERING OF POPPIES sponsored by EDWARD IBEH - RANKED 3RD