Far beyond the eye can see
Lay thousands who died for you and me
In fields that became their graves
And under eternal darken waves
We remember them on this day
Their souls to God we endless pray.
The poppies fall one by one
In memory of a dad or beloved son
Each petal floats and then falls
For the ones named upon the walls
Imbedded in our hearts for ever more
The men who went to fight a war.
Joyce Gale 2008.