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Mar 2012
You're safe, no fear, no death
yet you fear death in safety
The poppy stills your thoughts
so you wear one
daily.

Glory's voice fell silent
to shouts of fired shells
bowls of water swallowed adventure
offering death in wells

You're safe, no fear, no death
yet you fear death in safety

Spoils of war now meaningless
but every drop seemed precious
when efforts went reward less
naive thoughts seemed luscious

The poppy stills your thoughts
so you wear one

Bullets missed your life,
shells fell to shame,
the anger of the battleground,
your life they did not claim

You wear one daily.
Adapted from another poem of mine called *Remembering*
Nyssa Elena Jacobsen
Written by
Nyssa Elena Jacobsen  Cornwall, England
(Cornwall, England)   
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   M P Hill
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