Those poppy fields were lifeless,
but now they shine with light.
The war has made them bleeding,
the Peace has made them smile.

Each flower is a soldier,
who sacrificed his life,
who gave up his own future
to make our future count.

Each flower tells a story
of man and woman's fight,
you hear them in the glory
of petals shining bright.

Shhh, quiet, can you hear this?
The flowers -  making sound.

The unsung heroes singing
the song of joy - and life.

Have you seen the beauties My God made,
   the wonders of it all?
Have you heard the water's thunderous roar,
   or seen Niagara falls?

Have you climbed the highest mountain top,
   of ever scaled Pike's Peak?
Have you noticed all the things He made,
   and formed in just one week?

Have you seen the vastness of the sky,
   or tried to count the stars?
Have you figured just how far apart
   are Jupiter and Mars?

Have you smelled the ocean's salty breeze,
   or felt it's gentle waves?
Have you realized just how big they are?
   I know you'd be amazed!

Have you seen the grandest place on earth,
   the largest things God made?
Have you felt the gentlest breeze blow by
   or watched the sunshine fade?

All things we see here on this earth,
   will all but only pale;
To unimaginable grandeur that
   in Heaven He'll unveil!

For the most amazing thing on earth,
   but only slight reflection;
Of the blessed beauty waiting in
   His Heavenly collection!