Both St Mary's Church, Winterborne Whitechurch and St Mary's Winterborne Stickland were full for the Remembrance Day services. It was great to have so many Cubs and Scouts helping us to remember the price of war.
Wreaths were laid and the names of the fallen, recorded on our war memorials, were read out. The traffic stopped as two minutes silence was held.
We will remember them.
The Inquisitive Mind of a ChildWhy are they selling poppies, Mummy?
Selling poppies in town today.
The poppies, child, are flowers of love
For the men who marched away.
But why have they chosen a poppy, Mummy?
Why not a beautiful rose?
Because, my child, men fought and died
In the fields where the poppies grow.
Why are the poppies so red?
Red is the colour of blood, my child.
The blood that our soldiers shed.
The heart of the poppy is black, Mummy
Why does it have to be black?
Black, my child, is the symbol of grief,
For the men who never came back.
But why, Mummy, are you crying so?
Your tears are giving you pain.
My tears are my fears for you my child,
For the world is forgetting again.
300 people came to a church in the valley or on the hill to remember. Thank you for giving up a small amount of time to remember those who gave the rest of their time, thank you from Alan.
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