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From up on the poppy hill
Up on poppy hill they say, where no animal makes a sound.
No children wander off to play, just poppies all around.
If I recall between you and I, In that bright red field of flowers.
Like a crimson wave, a scarlet sea, hides stories full of powers.
For it was up on poppy hill, you know, in the red fields there yonder.
Where you might see the lonely widow, as she often starts to wander.
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Tuesday 8th November 2022 8:38 pm
Fields of Poppies
Let's hold each other's hands,
And in silence, stand
Where the fields of poppies grow,
Let us remember them
Our brave young men
Buried just below.
For those who cried
As they laid down and died,
So very far from home,
With just white clouds,
Deaths gossamer shrouds
Covering their tortured bones.
Let's think a little more,
Is liberty worth dying for?
...Saturday 29th October 2022 7:57 am
THE PLACE WHERE ONLY DEAD MEN SLEEP
Decaying corpses, unique stench
With cordite blowing, past our trench
I no longer hear the warning rattle
But smell and taste impending battle
In the distance sounds a Lewis Gun
Maybe aimed at some unlucky Hun
So far in front of our barbed wire
Amongst the brown serrated mire
The Corporal said this place was ‘Wipers’
Mud and blood and German Snipers
The Sergeant Major called it Ypres
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Sunday 1st November 2015 10:59 pm
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