Those soldiers, those young men, so made up with pride,
Remember, remember them, we lost them , they died.
Those fathers, those husbands, those daughters , those sons,
We lost them ,we loved them and they are the ones.
Who stood up with courage all dressed green and grey,
Remember, remember them, and forever we pray.
A small little token, one poppy of red,
To remember those brave ones, the injured, the dead.
One minute of silence, to recall and reflect,
For the fatherless babies these sad wars have left.
We will buy one more poppy , and think once again,
They did it for us, and we will remember, remember them.
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