1914 - 1918
The War To End Wars
The eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month guns fell silent; peace was declared the war the end wars was over.
And here we are over ninety years later, parts of the war are still at war. What a testament.
For the last four years I have shared poems about Remembrance Day.
I have tried to find poems that aren't specifically aimed at any war in particular. Today I am continuing that theme.
Please Wear A Poppy - Don Crawford
"Please wear a poppy," the lady said
And held one forth, but I shook my head.
Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old and lined with care;
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.
A boy came whistling down the street,
Bouncing along on care-free feet.
His smile was full of joy and fun,
"Lady," said he, "may I have one?"
When she's pinned in on he turned to say,
"Why do we wear a poppy today?"
The lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered, "This is Remembrance Day,
And the poppy there is the symbol for
The gallant men who died in war.
And because they did, you and I are free -
That's why we wear a poppy, you see.
"I had a boy about your size,
With golden hair and big blue eyes.
He loved to play and jump and shout,
Free as a bird he would race about.
As the years went by he learned and grew
and became a man - as you will, too.
"He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,
But he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away.
I still remember his face that day
When he smiled at me and said, Goodbye,
I'll be back soon, Mom, so please don't cry.
"But the war went on and he had to stay,
And all I could do was wait and pray.
His letters told of the awful fight,
(I can see it still in my dreams at night),
With the tanks and guns and cruel barbed wire,
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.
"Till at last, at last, the war was won -
And that's why we wear a poppy son."
The small boy turned as if to go,
Then said, "Thanks, lady, I'm glad to know.
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your son - did he come back all right?"
A tear rolled down each faded check;
She shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
And if you were me you'd have done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, if oft delayed,
Thought our freedom was bought - and thousands paid!
And so when we see a poppy worn,
Let us reflect on the burden borne,
By those who gave their very all
When asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live.
Then wear a poppy! Remember - and give!
A Soldier’s Final Remembrance - Mary Michael
Remember all those who didn’t come home
May their memory be more than engraved in stone
Remember the boys and all the young men
Who surely didn’t deserve for their lives to end
Remember that their lives they gave
Were given so our future they could save
Remember lives taken in the name of war
Remember they couldn’t have given any more
Remember always and never forget those who died
Remember them all with much respect and pride
May their memory forever in our hearts burn bright
Remembering those who lost their own mortal fight
Remember also those who lost the ones they did love
Know that they are now looking down from above
May their spirits now all finally soar and be free
Knowing they did all they could for their country
Remember also the ones who survived
With memories of all those who died
May they too peace finally get
Knowing that we will never forget
Remember them all on this Remembrance Day
At the Memorial as flowers and a wreath we do lay
May we proudly wear our FEPOW pins today
Knowing finally all loved ones are having their say
Armistice Day - T.Harrison
Two minute’s silence is a small price to pay
To remember our dead on Armistice Day.
So find one name marked on a grave,
But do not mourn the life he gave;
Just think about the man below,
Who lived and died, maybe years ago,
And remember him as uncle, father, or son;
Only then will his final battle be won.