"Give rosemary for remembrance," A saying old yet new, As through the air -- a fragrance rare Brings thoughts of friendship true. We wear a poppy once a year For those who marched away; They seem so near -- yet for their bier A blood-stained field of clay. "We take a cup and drink it up" For friends both far and near; Then mem'ry strays -- to other days And other scenes so dear. "I find among my souvenirs" A letter from a friend; I read it o'er -- then as before The tears fall to the end. We often think of those we love "That we have lost awhile," But hearts of gold -- are those who hold The memory of a smile. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MATE (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MERELY STATEMENT by AMY LOWELL TO TWO UNKNOWN LADIES by AMY LOWELL THE HIGHWAY DEATH TOLL by KAREN SWENSON CHARLES AUGUSTUS FORTESCUE by HILAIRE BELLOC |