Bright Red Poppies Poem by Patricia Denise Newman
Bright Red Poppies
Bright red poppies in a fresh, green field
Heads upheld as they grow
Overhead the black crows wheeled
Cawing as they flew down low
Memories come on this bright scene
In foreign fields so long ago
Of war and conflict, where were seen
Bright red poppies, still they grow
Symbolic of the lives we lost
Growing still in fields of green
Bright red poppies gently tossed
Creating Nature's memorial screen
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