Recalling poppies now

where once wiley fancy freely

facing sunshine drenched

warm and bursting

standing strong,tall and proud

striking a stance still for glory

believing in invincibility

then, in a split moment,

falling with furious breeze

becoming memories

perilous proof freedom for all

is not always

in all ways

revealing now ghostly shadows

on dark, wet, cold ground

in an instant transforming

to seeds scattering

across the land

in attempt of flagging us down

reminding us

lest we never forget

of their life’s sacrifice.