Lets Stand Together for Remembrance Sunday
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Ok so we clapped for our nhs and key workers but due to covid we can’t stand to remember our loved ones.
So on the 11th of 11th month at 11am let’s all stand on our doorsteps stand still in shops or where ever you may be on this day and let’s remember the 11th of November and wear our poppy proud.
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'd pinned it 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!
That's a great idea we need to make a real point of remembering
Don't know if we will be able to buy in street this year might have to buy ours online
Not sure if you caught my topic straight after the closure of yours, but I was incensed and asked why it had been closed for no apparent reason, and as I rightly stated I expected it also to be closed, which it was. Difference being yours is still showing and mine was deleted. I said I would delete my account if that happened as I am sick of topics being banned, censored etc. Nothing rude or offensive was written in either and I am too seething mad to see straight! It is getting ridiculous with thought police on the prowl.
PS I hope your daughter becomes as passionate about history as me, I so wish I could chat with her. I would suggest a poster of the monarchs as part of her Xmas present, I love the one my granddaughter got me, I will find the link and come back and edit.
https://www.amazon.co.uk/s?k=Kings+and+queens+poster&ref=nb_sb_noss_2
I also like the third and 4th one but I like the humour of the second one she got me.
My dad served in the raf when he was younger. it will the the 5th anniversary of his death on the 11th of November so I will definitely be Remembering as I always have, even before he died. I always put a poppy wreath on his grave to mark the day.
heatherduthie I buried my dad on this date but years ago christened my children too so it's alway remembered
Ann1984 my granddaughter will be 1 on the anniversary of his death so it’s a happy day for us too.
Ive always worn a poppy and stopped whatever im doing on the 11th at 11am and again at 11am on the Sunday. Have done it since a child. My Great Great Uncle was at the Somme and never came home
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