Remember The Lost
By Madeline Milliken
Poppies rise
Soldiers fall
Between the crosses
Holds it all
Between the crosses
Lives hope of the fallen,
They saved us from a
Terrible fall
For the battles
We have won
They have a price
Will that suffice?
The poppies are red
For the blood, they have shed
Their black heart
For those who are dead
Six feet under
Below the grave
Lives whose hearts
have been dismayed
On Flanders fields
What happened that day
We have to remember
We have to astray
Remember those
Who gave it all
For happiness and joy
But freedom most of all
For happiness is never far