Timothy Mcguire Poet Rhyme

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

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11/11/21

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Elena Eagle September 22, 2021 at 7:22 AM What a heartfelt poem about your Uncle. Thank you for sharing this with us. Timothy Mcguire November 9, 2021 at 9:10 PM Thank you so much!

Line Gauthier April 20, 2020 at 8:26 PM Feels like a wound that can never heal. Gets more beautiful with every read. Timothy Mcguire April 20, 2020 at 8:47 PM It does Miss Line thank you so much

Line Gauthier July 8, 2019 at 9:25 PM Such a moving poem, Timothy. Line Gauthier July 12, 2019 at 11:22 PM Thanks, Timothy. The poppy flower is such a charged symbol. Timothy Mcguire July 8, 2019 at 10:44 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 July 7, 2019 at 12:03 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 July 7, 2019 at 12:24 PM Thank you PS

Tom Cunningham June 27, 2019 at 4:29 AM A lovely tribute to your uncle Timothy, Such a tragic end to one so young. Tom Timothy Mcguire June 27, 2019 at 2:02 PM Thanks Tom