Analysis of Flowers Of Brothers Red

Fields of rising dew settle before my eyes
         that see so many hidden souls who once
         smiled for a mother or fathers eyes, til the
         love of another had finally taken their hearts.

Climbing is the sun that burns off the morns
        breath left there by the nights chill ...poppies
        of bright red are a soft reminder of what's above
        where they waved an unforeseen goodbye to life.

Many heavy hearts are weighed down by sorrow
              of smiles from their brothers seen no more...
        A shadow by the window could be an old friend,
        others sleep soundly as our brave ones who served
        get to see final smiles as brothers never get to say
               goodbye ...Thank you brothers of flowers red.

Bobby Ferguson 27/06/2014.

The one I call cuz shall know the meaning of this
        For you cuz     (Tomy Hindley)