by Brenda Smull on 3 May 2015
Five score since the red blood flowed in the fields of Flanders
Where the fragile Poppy still blows.
The crimson torch passes from failing hands to firm
Reaching out to keep faith alive.
Remember the price paid, the valor displayed
In France as across the globe, the Poppy grows.
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I remember.
Alison
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