Somebody pointed out to me today that I shouldn’t be wearing my poppy.
It’s not November, they said.
You don’t need to wear it.
It’s not November, I repeated.
I don’t need to wear it.
It’s not November.
Yet there are British men and women in Iraq, Afghanistan and now over Libya.
They don’t need to wear a poppy because they can’t forget: conflict is their life.
Their families, trying to get on with life at home and praying they don’t get ‘The Call’ don’t need to wear poppies: they can’t forget.
It’s not November but they remember every minute of every day.
It’s not November but they are still coming home in coffins.
It’s not November but conflict still needs resolving.
They still have bills to pay so our brave soldiers go to work and do what they were trained to do: they go to work every day, like you and me. But they don’t sit behind desks and use iPhones on their lunchbreaks.
They take guns to work and risk their lives to bring democracy and safety to the World.
Because it’s their job.
I get to stay at home with my children and feel safe,
because of their job.
It’s not November.
I don’t need to wear it.
But I want to.
Yup. Well said.
BM
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You’re so right – it’s all too easy to forget how much we owe to our troops. Fantastic post xxx
Good for you.
I have tagged you for a Liebster Award if you would like.
I always like how colourful your page is!
Very interesting post, and very important too! Emma
You’re quite right. My brother’s currently on a six month tour of Afghanistan. And almost every week a family in this country receives the devastating news of the loss of a loved one in the services. Do you know what, you’re making me go and dig out my poppy.
Fab post and very well said, I can’t agree more 🙂 Xx
Fabulous post. You are so right.
Well said, my sentiments exactly!!