Adam ☆ღ☆Boyd☆ღ☆ McCann

IITH NOVEMBER 2009

✿..LET US REMEMBER THEM...✿

✿ 'Please wear a poppy', the lady said
and held one forth, but I shook my head.
Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old, and lined with care;
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.✿

✿ A boy came wistling down the street,
Bouncing along, on care free feet
His smile was full of joy and fun,
'Lady', said he, 'May I have one?'
When she pinned it on, he turned to say,
'Why do we wear a poppy today?'✿

✿ The lady smiled in her wistful way,
and answered, 'This is Rememberance Day,
And the poppy there is the symbol for,
the gallant men who died in war,
and because they died you and I are free--
Thats why we wear a poppy, you see'.✿

✿ 'I had a boy about your size,
with golden hair and big blue eyes.
He loved to play and jump and shout,
free as a bird he would race about.
As the years went by, he learned and grew
and became a man--as you will, too.' ✿

✿ 'He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,
but he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away,
I still remember his face that day.
When he smiled at me and said'Good-bye,
I'll soon be back, mom, so please don't cry'.✿

✿ 'But the war went on and he had to stay,
and all I could do was wait and pray.
His letters told of the awful fight,
(I can see it in my dreams at night),
with the tanks and guns and cruel Barbed wire,
and the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.'✿

✿'Till at last the war was won-
and thats why we wear a poppy son'.
The small boy turned as if to go,
Then said 'Thanks lady, I'm glad to know.
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your Son-- did he come back alright?'✿

✿ A tear rolled down each faded cheek;
she shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
and if you were me you'd have done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, is oft delayed,
though our freedome was bought-and thousands paid.✿

✿ And so when we see a poppy worn, let us reflect on the burden borne
By those who gave their very all
and asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live.
Then wear a poppy. Remember-- and give!✿

✿ Lest we forget......✿



Copyright ~ 2009 by Blair Leger & ilovepoetry.com

Jude Swaddle 2 weeks ago

The Dragonfly - by Unknow Author

Once, in a little pond, in the muddy water under the lily pads, there lived a little water beetle in a community of water beetles. They lived a simple and comfortable life in the pond with few disturbances and interruptions. Once in a while, sadness would come to the community when one of their fellow beetles would climb the stem of a lily pad and would never be seen again. They knew when this happened; their friend was dead, gone forever.

Then, one day, one little water beetle felt an irresistible urge to climb up that stem. However, he was determined that he would not leave forever. He would come back and tell his friends what he had found at the top. When he reached the top and climbed out of the water onto the surface of the lily pad, he was so tired, and the sun felt so warm, that he decided he must take a nap. As he slept, his body changed and when he woke up, he had turned into a beautiful blue-tailed dragonfly with broad wings and a slender body designed for flying.

So, fly he did! And, as he soared he saw the beauty of a whole new world and a far superior way of life to what he had never known existed. Then he remembered his beetle friends and how they were thinking by now he was dead. He wanted to go back to tell them, and explain to them that he was now more alive than he had ever been before. His life had been fulfilled rather than ended. But, his new body would not go down into the water. He could not get back to tell his friends the good news. Then he understood that their time would come, when they, too, would know what he now knew. So, he raised his wings and flew off into his joyous new life!

Joanne Mitchell (Friend) 3 weeks ago

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21st October 2009

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Jude Swaddle October 21, 2009

lOvE DaD

♰`*` ♰ Another Star Up In The Sky`*`Another Angel Way Up High`*`Another Light To Guide The Way`*`Another Angel Too Far Away. ♰`*`♰


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Sandra Mitchell (Daughter) September 11, 2009

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3rd September 2009

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♥.Though you have passed away.♥

♥.And those who love you dearly.♥

♥.Are thinking of you today.♥

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Margaret Ferguson September 3, 2009

There is a place in every heart,
They call it Memory Lane,
Where thoughts of loved ones lost
Forever will remain.

God made this special place
When He first created man,
For He knew it would be needed,
As part of our life's plan.

He knew when loved ones left us,
We'd need some time to heal,
To come to terms with sorrow
And the loneliness we'd feel.

So when you lose a loved one
And your life is filled with pain,
The comfort of their presence
Will be found in Memory Lane.

Margaret Ferguson August 6, 2009

When you died
Every time I breathe
I know that you dont.
Every time I open my eyes,
I know that you wont.
Every time I smile,
I know that you cant.
Every time I cry,
I know you wont hear me.
Every time I walk,
Im aware that no steps lead me to you.
Every time I speak your name,
I know there will be no response.
Every time I sigh - cry - and die inside,
I know that you have gone forever.

Donna Welsh (GTS Friend) July 24, 2009

My castle in the sky

Can you see my castle
Up here in the sky
Its got big gold gates
That sparkle in my eyes

Can you see my garden
Its full of red flowers
And they smell beautiful
They hold magic powers

I have many new friends
That are all like me
They too are an angel
Flying high and free

They watch over familys
That like me left behind
And send them angel kisses
They are friends hard to find

Im glad im in heaven
And that i am at peace today
Yes i miss my family dear
But i had to go away

God picked me from many
And said that im one of the best
And i had completed my lifes journey
And that i had past all the test

So i deserve this castle
That god gave to me
And one day if your lucky
This castle you will see.
Copyright� Sharon Wheeler.

Donna Welsh (GTS Friend) July 12, 2009

♥ 5TH JUNE 2009 ♥

ITS HARD TO HIDE A BROKEN HEART.........

HOW CAN ANYONE SEE MY BROKEN HEART
THEY WOULD NOT KNOW WHERE TO START
THIS IS NOT SOMETHING ANYONE CAN SEE
MY HEART IS HIDING INSIDE OF ME.

I SURE THAT IF IT COULD BLEED IT WOULD
PEOPLE LIKE MYSELF ARE MISUNDERSTOOD
WE ARE ALL HURTING AND IN SO MUCH PAIN
LIFE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN.

THE TEARS OF SADDNESS I CANNOT HELP BUT WEEP
MY BROKEN HEART IS MINE ALONE TO KEEP
ONLY ANOTHER PERSON LIKE MYSELF WOULD KNOW
JUST HOW HARD IT IS TO LET OUR REAL FEELINGS SHOW........

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__________o_________ _GOODNIGHT DARLING. X


copyright� Rosalind Roberts.

Jude Swaddle July 5, 2009

Gone Too Soon

G od took you gently by the hand,
O n wings of love to another land,
N estled in the clouds up high,
E ternal live he gave you in the sky,

T he ones left behind have broken hearts,
O h they did not want you to depart,
O ne day you will all meet again,

S aving a place and no more pain,
O n wings of love in Heaven above,
O ur hearts are filled with lots of love,
N ever more then a heartbeat away,

Gone too soon but remembered every single day

Donna Welsh (GTS Friend) June 29, 2009