I snatched two poppies From the parapet’s ledge,
Two bright red poppies That winked on the ledge.
Behind my ear I stuck one through,
One blood red poppy I gave to you.
The sandbags narrowed And screwed out our jest,
And tore the poppy You had on your breast… Down - a shell - O!
Christ,
I am choked… safe… dust blind,
I See trench floor poppies Strewn.
Smashed you lie.
