Mary Posted November 11, 2008 Report Share Posted November 11, 2008 Why are they selling poppies Mummy? Selling poppies in town today The poppies, child, are flowers of love For the men who marched away. But why have they chosen a poppy Mummy? Why not a beautiful rose? Because my child, men fought and died In the fields where the poppies grow. But why are the poppies so red Mummy? Red is the colour of blood, my child The blood that our soldiers shed The heart of the popy is black Mummy Why does it have to be black Mummy? Black, my child is the symbol of grief, For the men who never came back. But why, Mummy, are you crying so? Your tears are giving you pain. My tears are my fears for you my child For the world is forgetting again. NEVER FORGET - FREEDOM HAS ITS PRICE Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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