In fields where dreams softly reside,
Scarlet poppies dance and glide.
Beneath the sun’s gentle embrace,
They sway with an elegant grace.
Petals whisper stories untold,
Of courage and hearts so bold.
In their vibrant, fiery hue,
Lies a strength known by few.
As the breeze carries tales afar,
Poppies shimmer like a distant star.
Their beauty, a transient delight,
Painting the world in colors bright.
So in the fields where poppies reign,
We find solace amidst the pain.
For in their fleeting, gentle sway,
Hope and peace find their way.