The fight is over <br />no one's left standing <br />except for a lonely soldier. <br />The lonely soldier checks every body <br />for a sign of life. <br />he finds none. <br />He falls to his knees <br />and starts to cry. <br />For everyone but <br />him is gone. <br />When he stops crying <br />he sees poppies blooming <br />in the blood that was spilt that day. <br />He makes a vow <br />that even if he dies <br />he will try <br />to make <br />that day <br />a very sad <br />holiday. <br />A holiday for families <br />who had someone loved in the war die <br />mourn their loss. <br />A holiday for every person <br />to remember the soldiers <br />who fought in the war. <br />The lonely soldier <br />will call this day Rememberance Day. <br />The saddest day of the year. <br />The day we remember, <br />those who saved us, <br />and those who fought for us. <br />Rememberance Day is here!<br /><br />Theresa Goertz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rememberance-day-3/
