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The Poppy Bloom ©

Alisdaire O'Caoimph
Lavergne, USA
1984

There is no other flower bloom
that by its self represents such gloom
As that memorial flower Poppy red
stained by Knights long now dead
that delivered their last drop of life filled Zest
and sprinkled red the white Poppy blest.

Time has shown the pale grim faces
of fallen comrades in bloody places
and marching in memorial to the gone
express in tears War's great wrong.

Each generation fears their fate
in fields where poppies congregate
for there amongst the fragrent scented flow
Lays the sleep Eternal Knights all know.


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