Poppies

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Countless poppies now grow Where men had once stood, Or had peered from a dugout, Or had hidden in a wood, Where bullets had hailed and Young lives were squandered, As poisoned gas smothered And big guns thundered, Those in charge must have surely Questioned and pondered. Poppies grow in peace now, Gunfire no longer heard, Let this be the case forever For PEACE - is the golden word.

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Terry Flood

Date: 11/14/2021 5:15:00 AM

An eloquent timely write, Clive. In a time when we should remember the few… it seems it’s only a few that remember. Perhaps it’s not woke! Terry

Clive Blake
Date: 11/14/2021 9:37:00 AM

Thanks Terry, I agree with your comment. We must remember, to forget is not to have learnt anything from all of the suffering gone before. ~ Clive :)