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Post by cammy on Apr 11, 2009 15:17:12 GMT 1
THE INQUISITIVE MIND OF A CHILD. 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 POPPIES MUMMY? WHY NOT A BEAUTIFUL ROSE? BECAUSE MY CHILD MEN FOUGHT AND DIED IN THE FIELDS WHERE POPPIES GROW. BUT WHY ARE THE POPPIES SO RED MUMMY? WHY ARE THE POPPIES RED? RED IS THE COLOUR OF BLOOD MY CHILD, THE BLOOD OUR SOLDIERS SHED. THE HEART OF THE POPPY IS 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 FEAR..FOR YOU MY CHILD. THE WORLD IS FORGETTING AGAIN.
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Post by Frenchie on Apr 11, 2009 15:47:16 GMT 1
I like this one, it's been doing the rounds for some time now but I always read it through when I see it. I don't do that with a lot of stuff.
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Post by cammy on Apr 11, 2009 19:12:58 GMT 1
Hi Ed....I actually read this out to over 650 people at our Remembrance Day Service last year...It gets your hair on end... So many people in tears couldn't believe it. Cammy
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