The Poppy Story

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
between the snow white crosses;
we here at home a poppy wear
in memory of those losses.
We've set aside one special day
Eleventh of November -
When grateful people of this land
can show that “We Remember,”
In churches and at cenotaphs
we gather on that day;
observe the silence, lay our wreaths
and thus our homage pay.
That little Poppy that you see
so bright in each lapel,
must serve another purpose yet -
of this I'd like to tell
We Legionnaires have made a pledge
a worthwhile one indeed -
assisting veterans, wives and heirs
in times of strife or need.
Ou rpoppy campaign is the means
by which out work is done;
to be successful it must have
support from everyone.
Let's grumble not about the cost,
instead just think of him -
the man who made that flower or wreath
may lack sight – or a limb.
The torch from flailing hands they threw
to comrades – you and I -
that those ideals for which they fought
might never dim and die.
We should recal that legaion prayer
well known to every vet;
“Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet
Lest we – Lest we forget.”
Author: “Wet Vet” from Andover, N.B.