i saw a field of poppies in my dream one night
each one standing proud standing so upright
i began to count them counting one by one
thinking of the soldiers that are dead and gone.

how they gave there lives in the battle rage
how they made our lives turn a different page
give us all our freedom so we could be free
if not for there courage we would never be.

i wont forget the dream or the poppies that i saw
or those who gave there lives so we could live once more.