It was a long time ago,
his memory wasn’t what it once was.
He couldn't remember the name of the comrade
who had fallen at his side on the battlefield in WWII.
He would always honour his memory though,
by buying a poppy
and wearing it with pride
On 11th November, Remembrance Day.
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