D reams of sweet young girls
A ll dressed up in white dresses and pearls
I nnocence making white crowns for their hair
S orrow has not touched these ones so fair
I n love or not in love is the game
E ach untouched by unbearable pain
S orrow has not visited them to claim
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P ast innocence has been lost
O verseas thousands of white crosses
P oppies blood red decorate the fields
P eople visit the graves to kneel
I n prayer for the mass loss of young men
E very year they come to visit and tend graves of
S ervice men who were a loved one or friend
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Kathy
The girlfriends of the young men who fought in the war, were probably awaiting their return to be united with them in marriage.
This, of course was never realized, due to their untimely death during the war.
Your poem, in which the girlfriends are the daisies and the young men who died are the poppies, brings them together, side by side, in your beautiful photo.
Excellent acrostic!
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For those of us that come from small Upstate NY towns ( or small towns anywhere) ~ I will sorely miss being able to pay tribute to those very senior citizens as they proudly marched or were driven along the tree lined streets & roads of our cancelled Memorial Day Parades.
Mady.
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