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Where the Poppies Grow

Where the Poppies Grow Just a boy who left his home Died far away so all alone Oh Lad where did you go I see you where the poppies grow Brave men with bright clear eyes Honor bound shout battle cries Into the volley these young men go Only to fall where the poppies grow This boy with an angelic face Laid to rest in this hallowed place With all the boys we did not know In the field where the poppies grow War Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Newman 11/11/21

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Elena Eagle

Date: 9/22/2021 7:22:00 AM

What a heartfelt poem about your Uncle. Thank you for sharing this with us.

Timothy Mcguire
Date: 11/9/2021 9:10:00 PM

Thank you so much!

Line Gauthier

Date: 4/20/2020 8:26:00 PM

Feels like a wound that can never heal. Gets more beautiful with every read.

Timothy Mcguire
Date: 4/20/2020 8:47:00 PM

It does Miss Line thank you so much

Line Gauthier

Date: 7/8/2019 9:25:00 PM

Such a moving poem, Timothy.

Line Gauthier
Date: 7/12/2019 11:22:00 PM

Thanks, Timothy. The poppy flower is such a charged symbol.

Timothy Mcguire
Date: 7/8/2019 10:44:00 PM

Thank you for inspiring me with your grand poppy poems. Aaron will now be closer to my thoughts. Your wonderful poetry will too.

P.S. Awtry

Date: 7/7/2019 12:03:00 AM

I thought I had commented on this poem earlier. I am glad I stopped by... This one leaves such an impression. The repeated phrase of "where the poppies grow" is quite effective. I echo Tom's comment below, indeed a lovely tribute.

Timothy Mcguire
Date: 7/7/2019 12:24:00 PM

Thank you PS

Tom Cunningham

Date: 6/27/2019 4:29:00 AM

A lovely tribute to your uncle Timothy, Such a tragic end to one so young. Tom

Timothy Mcguire
Date: 6/27/2019 2:02:00 PM

Thanks Tom