History Poem by Aimee Brimson
History
History lives on what was here,
Indulging on the old England
Soaring through many things we never knew.
Taking the time to overlook the hills
On to look fields full of poppies
Rosy red of remembrance for all that once was here
Young or not, the history ages every year.
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: historical,history
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5/15/2024 1:34:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Insightful and nicely written, Aimee. Thank you