Myla

In the dark trenches

mud squelches, through broken boots

men cry through the night.

 

By Myla.

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Tarika

Flanders field is still

poppies grow at nighttime when

the guns are still out.

 

By Tarika.

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Katherine

In the dark morning

the poppy seeds are growing

in the grassy field.

 

By Katherine.

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Sky

The men were injured

poppy seeds blow row by row

men cried through the night.

 

By Sky.

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Ben C

We remember them

the poppy seeds blow wild

it is beautiful.

 

By Ben C.

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