My Poem

Crimson Fields

Like a blanket of love,

Protecting the fallen,

Sheltering the brave,

Tending the graves,

of the brave young men,

Who had no choice,

To where their lives led

Now under a bed,

Of Poppies.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

6 thoughts on “My Poem

  1. Diana, this is such a powerful piece. Would you mind if I share it as a ‘reblog’ at some point in the future?

    Much love,
    David

    P.S. If you say, ‘yes’, please let me know what title I should I ‘reblog’ this poem with. Do you want me to use ‘My poem’ as the title?

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