I'm not sure if National Poetry Day is a UK or national thing. The word national is making me think it's the latter but you can never be too sure. For those of you who don't know, National Poetry Day was the 08th October, yesterday. The theme was heroes/heroines. So I thought I'd share a poem with you that I made up when I was thirteen (so don't judge it too harshly). It was a poem made for remembrance day and was meant to honour those who had given their lives in wars and remind people to buy a poppy. These people are heroes so it does tie in. Here it is:
A poppy is a symbol of hope against fear,
A poppy reminds us of how we lost family close and near,
A poppy resembles the lies we were told,
Since before our life they will grow till we're old.
In the war not a day went by where someone didn't feel pain,
A poppy was the light which led us through the rain,
The only thing that would grown in no-mans land,
The dead would fall in to its petal hand.
But all guns went silent at 11 o'clock on the 11th November,
This is why every year we ask you to remember,
All those people who gave their lives,
The symbol of a poppy, so forever and for always, buy one this time.