Please pick me a poppy, for the soldier who
fought,
For the words we never said & the ones we
ought,
Please pick me a poppy, for every love we have
lost,
For every impossible cause, no matter what their
cost.
Please pick me a poppy, for the woman, man &
child,
For all who are tamed & for those, still
roaming wild,
Please pick me a poppy, for every beast &
feathered bird,
For every song upon the breeze & for every
written word.
Please pick me a poppy, for all, & everyone
upon this earth,
For all those leaving life now, & for all
those meeting birth,
So please pick me scarlet poppies, one for every
single day,
Until you hold in your full arms, all of life
within bouquets.
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