For Those who Fought

For those who fought

A symbol of the Nation,
A poppy gleaming red,
A simple notification,
Of a Nation’s ‘Glorious dead’.

Worn proudly in November,
On a small lapel,
By those who all remember,
Those who fought, and fell.

For those who spurn this flower,
Then cowards be your name,
For, came the day, and came the hour,
These boys put you to shame.

Mick.

About the author

Mick Westwood
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I am a 71 year old retired coal miner, who spent 30 years working underground. Having time on my hands, and in order to keep my brain exercised, I decided to try to write poetry and put down on paper some of my life experience, and my hopes, dreams and other thoughts. I also do a little gardening, but I am hopeless at housework. Much to my wife's displeasure.

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