Reginald.F.Horton
master brummie
REMEMBRANCE DAY POPPIES of TEARS
ON THE 11TH DAY OF THE 11TH MONTH
AT THE 11TH HOUR
A MILLION PRAYERS WILL RISE INTO THE AIR
A MILLION TEARS SHED BY THOSE WHO CARE
WE SHALL NOT FORGET THOSE WHO DIED
FOR THEM WE WEAR OUR POPPIES WITH PRIDE
MY BODY IT WILL GIVE UP ALL MY TEARS
FOR ALL THOSE WHO CAN’T CRY FOR ME
THEIR DEATH FOR US WAS IN THEIR VICTORY
THEY DIED THAT YOU AND I WOULD BE FREE
SO ONCE EVERY YEAR A TEAR I WILL WEEP
IN REMEMBRANCE OF THE MEN WHO SLEEP
SOME WHOM DO NOT KNOW THEY’RE GONE
IN DEATH THEY STILL KEEP MARCHING ON
BRAVELY HEARING THEIR COUNTRIES CRY
THEY RALLIED EVERY MAN, WOMAN & BOY
WILLING TO FIGHT UNTO THE LAST MAN
TO DEFEAT THE ENEMY WAS THEIR PLAN
TWO WORLD WARS AND IT STILL WENT ON
BEFORE SOLDIERS FEARS WERE OVER COME
THE ENEMY WAS DEFEATED THEY HAD LOST
THE PRICE BOTH SIDES HAD PAID THE COST
FAMILIES SCATTERED AS A PROUD NATION
PEACE BROUGHT HAPPY HUGS OF JUBILATION
TIME FOR ALL THE PEOPLE, NOW TO MOVE ON
VICTORY WAS THEIRS THE BATTLE WAS WON
SO WHEN IT COMES AROUND TO NOVEMBER
TO WEAR YOUR POPPY ALWAYS REMEMBER
BECAUSE I SHALL TELL YOU THE REASON WHY
FREEDOMS PRICE? MEANT MEN HAD TO DIE
Poem by © R.F.Horton
Dedicated to all those who gave their lives that all the people of this world
should be free from WAR and tyranny
ON THE 11TH DAY OF THE 11TH MONTH
AT THE 11TH HOUR
A MILLION PRAYERS WILL RISE INTO THE AIR
A MILLION TEARS SHED BY THOSE WHO CARE
WE SHALL NOT FORGET THOSE WHO DIED
FOR THEM WE WEAR OUR POPPIES WITH PRIDE
MY BODY IT WILL GIVE UP ALL MY TEARS
FOR ALL THOSE WHO CAN’T CRY FOR ME
THEIR DEATH FOR US WAS IN THEIR VICTORY
THEY DIED THAT YOU AND I WOULD BE FREE
SO ONCE EVERY YEAR A TEAR I WILL WEEP
IN REMEMBRANCE OF THE MEN WHO SLEEP
SOME WHOM DO NOT KNOW THEY’RE GONE
IN DEATH THEY STILL KEEP MARCHING ON
BRAVELY HEARING THEIR COUNTRIES CRY
THEY RALLIED EVERY MAN, WOMAN & BOY
WILLING TO FIGHT UNTO THE LAST MAN
TO DEFEAT THE ENEMY WAS THEIR PLAN
TWO WORLD WARS AND IT STILL WENT ON
BEFORE SOLDIERS FEARS WERE OVER COME
THE ENEMY WAS DEFEATED THEY HAD LOST
THE PRICE BOTH SIDES HAD PAID THE COST
FAMILIES SCATTERED AS A PROUD NATION
PEACE BROUGHT HAPPY HUGS OF JUBILATION
TIME FOR ALL THE PEOPLE, NOW TO MOVE ON
VICTORY WAS THEIRS THE BATTLE WAS WON
SO WHEN IT COMES AROUND TO NOVEMBER
TO WEAR YOUR POPPY ALWAYS REMEMBER
BECAUSE I SHALL TELL YOU THE REASON WHY
FREEDOMS PRICE? MEANT MEN HAD TO DIE
Poem by © R.F.Horton
Dedicated to all those who gave their lives that all the people of this world
should be free from WAR and tyranny
