Friday, 8 November 2013

Remembrance Day

Usually when I am between trips. I do not Blog but somehow this seemed important. Tonight I stopped on Memorial drive and took pictures of the 3000 crosses set up there. My camera does not do it justice but you get the point. It is a pretty impressive sight and as you get closer and read the age of the soldiers who gave their lives it is extremely sad. The oldest I saw was 43 and youngest only 20.
Why a Poppy
Why are they selling poppies, Poppies in town today?
The poppies are symbols of love my child for the soldiers who marched away.
Why is the poppy so red mother, Why is the poppy so red?
Red is the symbol of blood my child. The blood that the soldiers shed.
Why is the heart of the poppy black, Why is the heart so black?
Black is the symbol of loss my child for the soldiers who never came back.
Why mother dear are you crying so? Your tears are like falling rain.
The tears are fears for you my child for the world is forgetting again.