Crimson whispers on fields wide,Where heroes sleep, dreams coincide.Tiny blooms in hallowed ground,Silent stories, valor bound.Threads of bravery, woven tight,In petals red, through darkest night.A symbol small, in daylight’s grip,Honors those on eternal trip.Beneath the sun, beneath the stars,Buddy Poppies near and far,Whisper thanks in silent prayer,For those who left their stories there. Meaning “Buddy…
In fields of gold, beneath the sun’s gentle gaze,A mother’s love, in myriad ways,Through whispers of leaves, not heard, but felt,In sunflower eyes, where warmth does melt.Tiny hands, soil-kissed, reach for the sky,Seeds of tomorrow, in the ground they lie,Growth mirrors life, in ups and downs,In every smile, and in each frown.Sunflowers tall, stand proud…
Beyond The Trenches In lands where silence drowned the cries,Where shadows fell from somber skies.Boots tread soft on bloodied ground,Whispers lost, but never found.Eyes to horizons, vast and wide,Souls entwined with those who died.Letters home, inked with love,Carried by the wings of doves.Through the mud, through the rain,Marching on, amidst the pain.Brothers in arms, hearts…
First March In the gray dawn, where silence reigns,A soldier’s tale unfolds in pains.Through mud and blood, they march along,Their hearts bound by a valiant song.The steel of will, the fire of fight,Beneath the cold, indifferent light.Each step a testament to their creed,For freedom’s call, they bleed and lead.The echoes of their bravery,Resound through time,…
