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Remembrance Sunday, the second Sunday in November, is the day traditionally put aside to remember all those who have given their lives for the peace and freedom we enjoy today.

This poem serves as a very moving and poignant reminder; please do take the time to read it.

Please Wear a Poppy

“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 cold 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 carefree feet;
“Lady” he said, “May I have one?”
When she 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 a symbol for
The gallant men who died in the war.
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 and said goodbye,
“I’ll be back soon Mum, so please don’t cry”.

But the war went on and he had to stay,
And all I could do was to 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 the 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 I know.
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your son, did he come back alright?

A tear rolled down each faded cheek;
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 is oft delayed,
Though 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 may live.
Then, wear a Poppy: Remember – and give!

By: Unknown Poet

Remembrance Events & Services 2011

November 10th 7.30pm

Malmesbury Abbey Concert.
Wroughton Silver Band & Fijian Army Choir

November 11th 11.00am

Malmesbury Abbey
Two Minutes Silence will be observed.

November 13th 10.00am

MalmesburyMemorial Gates 10.00am
Crudwell All Saints
10.25am at the Lynch Gate.

For more information, please visit your local British Legion branch here:

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