In the war soldiers die

Poppies between the crosses ,row on row

Dreams they had to go back home

Hardly hearing anything amongst the guns below


They spend they lives for us

The people falling

Animals spend their lives too

The soldiers brawling


Happy they are now

They sit no more at familiar tables of home

They will have a peaceful life

They sleep beyond England’s foam

By                                                                                                                                         Krishna . H

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