Wednesday, 11 November 2015

11th November

Not a normal post today because I thought I would share this poem which was in our Parish Magazine, the author is unknown. I hadn't heard it before but when I googled it it popped up all over the place so more well known than I thought.

Picture from Google images
Why are they selling poppies,Mummy
Selling poppies in town today?
The poppies, child, are flowers of love
for the men who marched away.

But why have they chosen a poppy, Mummy?
Why not a pretty rose?
because, my child, men fought and died
In the fields where the poppy grows.

But why are the poppies so red, Mummy?
Why are the poppies so red?
Red is the colour of blood, my child,
The blood that our soldiers shed.

Why is the middle so black Mummy?
Why does it have to be black?
Black, my child, is the symbol of grief
For the men who never came back.

But why, Mummy, are you crying so?
Your tears are giving you pain.
My tears are my fears for you, my child,
For the world is forgetting again.

Back Tomorrow


  1. Thank you for this . Blessings on all those who are remembering today x

  2. Thank you for posting this Sue. Will there ever be a time without war somewhere? I doubt it.

  3. A lovely poem. We should all remember.

  4. A beautiful poem, thank you for sharing I hadn't heard it before.

    Marie x

  5. How lovely; haven't come across that one before but oh how so true.



  6. ....and the world is forgetting again. The cycle is starting all over again and history looks like it will be repeating itself.

  7. Brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for posting this today. It's Veteran's Day in the U.S. today, too. Oh, let us please not forget... too many lives cut far too short.

  8. Just been catching up with all your posts from this past week.
    I'd never come across that poem before, thank you for sharing.
    I hope your husband is ok what with your trips to the hospital.
    Sounds like there is plenty of food for thought when it comes to considering your next home move, I hope the right option presents itself.
    And there is plenty of food to eat looking at your apples and other things still growing in the tunnel. You'll need all that healthy fuel to keep the energy levels topped up from cutting up all that wood!
    Lisa x