The Sea of Blood Red Poppies||Remembered

This is a poem about the poppies and the soldiers who died in the war. I got inspired when I went to see the sea of poppies at Tower Bridge. I used to hate my birthday being on the 11th of November as people would mourn instead of celebrate. Now I am old enough to appreciate the people who have laid down their lives so I could be born on that day. One poppy for each person. I heard the children praising how pretty it is, for they do not know what the field of red is. Blood, like the colour of the poppies. We will remember the soldiers who died in the war. That is why we wear poppies, to remember what happened for us to be here. I hope you enjoy my poem.

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1. The Sea of Blood Red Poppies||Remembered

The Sea of Blood Red Poppies||Remembered

 

"It's beautiful!" The children shout,

They do not know what it's about.

A poppy for each person laid,

Our memories shall never fade.

 

Whilst soldiers were out controlling fear,

The children would try to stop their tears.

The hardships were faced by friend or foe,

They over came much more than great woe.

 

One poppy laid for every heart and soul,

Their bravery played an important role.

The blood red poppies represent much more,

They represent the bloodshed of the war.

 

We wear poppies to remember our heroes,

And at the same time we remember our foes.

In your heart, remember who we're fighting for,

Remember the soldiers who died in the war.

 

                              By Rose Woods

 

 

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