I have her letters
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Perfume lingers on every page
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Tied with ribbons
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Kept with lavender and her lace
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The letters are faded
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Kept by her side for all her days
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And the ribbons
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Once held her hair on a younger day
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He wrote of the warm spring days
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And how tall the grass grew
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He wrote of the poppy fields
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He said, "tell the children I love them-remember"
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There was a poppy
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Kept in a frame
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By his photograph
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The years were so long
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They were strong and we must be too
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He wrote of the open air
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And how brave his friends were
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He wrote of the poppy fields
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He said, "tell the children of Flanders-remember"
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Remember
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Remember
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Renaissance |