In full and golden summer see
A flower astir, An English
rose,
Among the struggling Fleur de Lys,
After long winter snows.
And
though in soft reflected reds,
Red mirrored from the roses glow,
Poppies
will lean above the heads
Of those who sleep below,
See how St George's
gentle bloom,
That breathes the peace of other dawns,
Shows that, to
guard this sweet perfume,
The rose puts forth its thorns.
written by Gerry Msrfleet just after "D" Day in 1944.
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