One Lone Day
We shuffle out of school
And down the street
To the cenotaph
Where we all meet
People of all ages
Come on this day
To remember those who’ve fallen
The ultimate price that they paid
Though we all look different
We come together in the end
United by bright red poppies
That show us we’re all friends
The ceremony begins
And we all settle down
Waiting to see the true heroes
We excitedly look around
Different people step up
To place down a wreath
Bending low to set it
At the stone soldier’s feet
With guns held high
And heads hung low
All we hear
Is a single trumpet blow
At this the whispers are all hushed
As the two minutes of silence begin
Some bow their heads as they wait
For the slow-coming end
After the two minutes of silence
To school we depart
While looking the same on the outside
The change is in our hearts
To those brave Canadians
that gave their life
To bring us freedom
And end foreign strife
We will always remember
How they gave it their all
For the love of their country
They couldn’t bare to see fall
On one lone day
We pay respect
For two short minutes
Lest we forgetMy youngest son had to write a poem (with his sister's help!) for school for Nov. 11, Remembrance Day. It's a yearly event put on by the Royal Canadian Legion with the winners moving on.
The kids often walk up to the town cenotaph to take part in the wreath-laying ceremony. Nov. 11 used to be a holiday but no longer.
