PineandShadows

Bombs exploding, children crying The fear, the moans the soldiers dying Is that what we wear these poppies for? The pain, the cries and the bombs in the war? Or for the peace that we have been given By sacrificing the souls of the living? Soldiers who fight, torn away from their homes Courageously fight and for freedom they roam Bombs exploding, children crying The fear the moans and the soldiers dying Is that what we wear these poppies for? The dead, the lonely and the terrible war? No, there must be more Peace, hope, what else could there be? Remember who fought so we could be free I must remember to be thankful for those Who gave up their