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TU AY, VEMÎB The Canadian Statesman, Bowrnanviiie, N 11thx "Above them are being planted the maples of Canada, in the thought that ber sons will rest the better in the shadeof the trees they knew so well in life" -Arthur Meighen, Prime Minister at the dedication of the Vimly Ridge Memorial, France, JuIy 3, 1921 4-3 KI9N G STREET EAST BOWMANVILLE If weail strive conscientiously to fulfil the great purposes represented in the Flanders Poppy, we will have done much towards holding high the torch which bas been passed to us from the failing hands of our comrades-at-arms who rest beneath the poppies of Flanders Fields. BOWMANVILLE 184KngSee West Phone 623-5520 Bowmianville R emembrance Day Poems A BOY Ah! He was young, Too young for his years. But alone he went. Nor for Duties' sake or to fight for our great Right But to prove hirnself a man. Eighteen years had passed But stili he livedthe life of a srnail boy, Nursing at his mother's side Aiways unaware of real things . .. The guns biasted clear, And coid; And solemn. But, mmnd in a surge of white-water frenzy, he lef t his homeland - As if it was only some fair Atlantis To be dreamed about and recalled at wiil, But oniy his will. Too soon his will had left. Beyond the thunder of his thoughts, Was an ernptiness as vast as the sea. And like the sea, Rough or calm Gentie or brutal Life-sustaining or, needing death to compieteitseif, The boy went on, blindly, unheeded. Days later his body - twisted, severed ... A man? A boy; face, hands turned t'wards his Atlantis. Older than death is this war we live in. Susan Viceý Age 18. Grade 13. R. R. 1, Enniskillen, LOB 1110 THE SHUTTER 0F INNOCENCE 1 have flot sat beside a morning grave, or heard the guns. I do flot wonder about the living tornorrow, or who has died today. I do flot live in an untrusting war, but in an honest home. I see the fields scattered with the triumphant dandelion, flot the humble poppy. Forgive my ignorance. 1 arn a child of peace, Thank God. Cynthia Bail Home Form 4B English Teacher: Mr. Walker Senior Poetry WHY I WEAR A POPPY I wear a poppy on Rernembrance Day And go to church to praise and pray For the soldiers, sailors, and airmen too Who fought in the war for me and you. I wear a poppy bright and red To remind me of the alive and the dead. They wentto war across the sea1 To keep our country Canada, free. I wear a poppy when bugles sound And ail the people gather round To honour ail the soldiers brave Sorne alive and sorne in graves. 1 wear a popply I'mi proud to say On November llth Rernembrance Day For wornensent husbands and sons To fight in the war with rifles .and guns. I wear a poppy red with pride And neyer forget the men Who died And thank our God that we are free Because someone fought for you and for me. Howard Bailey. Age 13. Grade 8. 17 Scugog St. North. Biackstock Cartwright Central Pubie. THE DAY 0F VICTORY Some day the mighty signai gun Wili tell us the victory's Won, "Cease fire: " wili sound from shore to shore And peace return to earth once more. Then to our waiting hearts wil corne Our deathiess heroes rnarching home. And over there a rnother's heart Will see hier lad who bore his part; A shining medai on his breast Will tellilher how hie stood the test. And for' the maimed and sightless-eyed, Who also wouid have gladly died; The honour and the task is ours To serve thern well in ail our powers; And earth and heaven wilî judge us yet, Lest we forget. Elaine Stade Age 13. Grade 8. Newcastle Public School. CLOSED DOORS The younger folk stand and stare As their parents stand erect, heads bare, To bring back mernories of ciosed doors, To honour the dead of two World Wars. Old memories linger of those Who won In the under-rnanned trenches at Verdun. Victory reigns, promises of peace to corne, But alas, too soon they heard the V. 1lhum. Behind those doors is a worid in flarnes, Pence was shattered as men marched again. The fields of France heard the tread, The sound ofguns they did 1dread. Dunkirk, Dieppe, Norway, Messina too, The men Who returned were ail so f ew. Then D-Day dawned and the guns ceased, The bornb exploded; at last peace. So the young folk stand and stare. The parents sulent, erect, heads bare. The last post sounds and on the still air A child's voice echoes, "Why are they there?" Therese Brown Age 17. Grade 13. We giving ail gained al Neither lament us nor praise. Onfly'in ail things recali, It is Fear, not Death that, slays. -Rudyard Kipling DennisE The world's most Diversifiled Paper Converter. 200 Base Line Rd. E. Bowma nv 111e ________________________________ M -, q Newtonville Remembrance Day Service "onour to the brave who fell. Tersacrifice was A. H. (Bert) Johnston LONDON LIFE INSURANCE REPRESENTATIVE 15 Concession St. E., Bowmanville Phone 623-3675, h.. I 1, Mý