A proud man.
He stands in the street
seemingly oblivious
to the chill November breeze.
On his head,
his regimental beret.
On his chest,
a row of brightly polished medals.
From a strap
around his neck,
hangs a tray
of blood-red paper poppies.
A proud man,
doing what he can
to remind us today
of those who died so we’d be free.
Keith's Ramblings 
A lovely reminder.
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Thank you Sadje
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You’re welcome 😉
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That’s lovely.
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Thanks Sally
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A lovely tribute! 💖 Poppies are an important part of Remembrance Day observations here in Canada, as well. Gratitude abounds!
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Thank you Debbie
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My heart is full of gratitude to all who served, and are serving.
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As is mine. Thanks Mimi.
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Whoa moocho bad timing, considering that it was so soon after a shooting
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Not the best that’s for sure! Cheers Larry.
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