FLOWER OF THE ETERNAL SLEEP
(A Poem for Remembrance Day)
My father fought in WW1. Read about him here. Also listen to him talking, see his medals and see the letter from King George. He was one of the lucky ones to return.
Flower of the eternal sleep,
Watching with the ones who weep -
You, whose lives, so short in bloom,
Watched the bloodshed, death and gloom.
You trembled to the sound of guns
Which tore to death beloved sons.
You fluttered, died before your time –
Dropped blood red petals in their prime.
Crimson poppies 'neath the clouds,
Short lived, yet colourful and proud;
Now worn by people with such pride
Remembering those who bravely died -
You represent young lives cut short -
Those who, for freedom, bravely fought.
Flower of the eternal sleep
Silently your vigil keep.
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