Two lovely poems from a lovely blogger. I only learned of the purple poppies a few years ago.
There will be no parade or service in our town tomorrow, but Hubby and I will be up at the Memorial paying our respects, and I have no doubt that we will not be the only ones.
We must not forget.
Thanks Willow for posting this.
I do not want to upset anyone but as we draw near to Rememberance Day I just wanted to share my feelings on the poppies we wear. I wrote this back in 2018.
There are more than one, these days, the red to remember the dead, the white for peace. The white to remember the conscientious objector. During WW1 and WW2 many thought these men were cowards. I do feel they were brave, enough to stand up for their beliefs. Many were tried and shot for not taking up arms. Many spent the war as medics and stretcher bearers unarmed or in the mines though of course not all wartime miners were objctors.
What ever you think, the wars killed them irrespective of their principles. I respect the Red and the White.
The Red and the White.
Both were brave
Each had their own
Principles to up
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