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A Poem inspired by a photo I saw, of a poppy next to barbed wire in a field.The poem is about The Poppy Fields of France, where many a young soldier laid down his life, for our freedom reminding us to use that freedom well.. [176 words]
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In The Fields Of France R Duncan
In The Fields Of France
In the fields of France, they still lie in deaths deep sleep
We prayed the Lord for mercy, and their souls to keep
Those young brave soldiers, who's names we do not know
Gave up their lives, for our freedom, when they were told to go.
In the fields of France the poppies, sway gently in the breeze
Old frail comrades visit, and get down on their knees
They've returned to the battlefield, that is now a soldiers grave
As they remember those young men, so loyal and so brave.
In the fields of France, when the rain falls, like tear drops from the sky
Onto the poppy covered ground, where those young men had to die
We remember it was for us they went, to fight for freedoms cause
I pray these lives are not a waste, these lives are not a loss.
In the fields of France, the soil once was red with blood
As those young men followed orders' and struggled through the mud
Some lie where they had fallen, never to be found
That loyal unknown soldier, beneath the poppy covered ground.
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