I was working at the Post House Hotel in Heathrow but remember watching the ceremony on TV on Remembrance Day in 1973.
The Queen in Black
Remembrance Day 1973
How many thousands watched her lay
the wreath of poppies while they prayed…
Or held their breath and stood still in silence
two minutes for the sacrifice, in remembrance.
As each petal falls from above so a page in the book
of memories ~ thoughts of someone they loved and lost.
They say each petal represents the life of one who gave.
Poppies seen growing amongst a countryside of graves…
Frances Macaulay Forde © 1973
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The last line of your poem is particularly moving. We must never forget.
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Thank you, Liz.
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You’re welcome, Frances.
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