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Remembrance Day Poems

Here are some Remembrance Day poems to share, and some for your kids including a Remembrance Day Poems printable.


Remembrance Day

We wear a poppy

On Remembrance Day,

And at eleven

We stand and pray.

Wreaths are put

Upon a grave.

As we remember

Our soldiers brave.

Little Poppy

Little poppy

Given to me,

Help me keep Canada

Safe and free.

I’ll wear a little poppy,

As red as red can be,

To show that I remember

Those who fought for me.

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved, and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders Fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders Fields.

~ John McCrae


For the Fallen

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,

England mourns for her dead across the sea.

Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,

Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal

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There is music in the midst of desolation

And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,

Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.

They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;

They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:

Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning

We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;

They sit no more at familiar tables of home;

They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;

They sleep beyond England’s foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,

Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,

To the innermost heart of their own land they are known

As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,

Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;

As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,

To the end, to the end, they remain.

~ Laurence Binyon

High Flight

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth

And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;

Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth

Of sun-split clouds – and done a hundred things

You have not dreamed of – wheeled and soared and swung

High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,

I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung

My eager craft through footless halls of air…

Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue

I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace

Where never lark, or even eagle flew –

And, while with silent lifting mind I’ve trod

The high untrespassed sanctity of space,

Put out my hand and touched the face of God.

~  Officer John G. Magee, Jr.

Why Wear a Poppy

“Please wear a poppy,” the lady said,

And held one forth, but I shook my head.

Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,

And her face was old and lined with care;

But beneath the scars the years had made

There remained a smile that refused to fade.

A boy came whistling down the street,

Bouncing along on care-free feet.

His smile was full of joy and fun,

“Lady,” said he, “may I have one?”

When she’d pinned it on, he turned to say;

“Why do we wear a poppy today?”

The lady smiled in her wistful way

And answered; “This is Remembrance Day.

And the poppy there is a symbol for

The gallant men who died in war.

And because they did, you and I are free –

That’s why we wear a poppy, you see.

I had a boy about your size,

With golden hair and big blue eyes.

He loved to play and jump and shout,

Free as a bird, he would race about.

As the years went by, he learned and grew,

And became a man – as you will, too.

He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,

But he’d seemed with us such a little while

When war broke out and he went away.

I still remember his face that day.

When he smiled at me and said, ‘Goodbye,

I’ll be back soon, Mum, please don’t cry.’

But the war went on and he had to stay,

And all I could do was wait and pray.

His letters told of the awful fight

(I can see it still in my dreams at night),

With the tanks and guns and cruel barbed wire,

And the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.

Till at last, at last, the war was won –

And that’s why we wear a poppy, son.”

The small boy turned as if to go,

Then said, “Thanks, lady, I’m glad to know.

That sure did sound like an awful fight

But your son – did he come back all right?”

A tear rolled down each faded cheek;

She shook her head, but didn’t speak

I slunk away in a sort of shame,

And if you were me, you’d have done the same:

For our thanks, in giving, if oft delayed,

Though our freedom was bought – and thousands paid!

And so, when we see a poppy worn,

Let us reflect on the burden borne

By those who gave their very all

When asked to answer their country’s call

That we at home in peace might live.

Then wear a poppy! Remember – and Give!

~  Don Crawford


Long ago and far away

across the ocean

wild and wide,

the young men stormed

an alien shore

where many of them died.

Here and now

old men remember

the valor and the gore,

and the boyish faces

of their youth

that are young for ever more

~ William Bedford

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Remembrance Day: For the Kids

Remembrance Day, also known by the names Poppy Day, Armistice Day, and Veterans Day, is a very special day that commemorates the end of World War 1 and honours our brave soldiers.

On November 11, we wear poppies and gather at war memorials to pay tribute to those who died fighting for our country.

I’ll wear a little poppy,
As red as red can be,
To show that I remember
Those who fought for me.

At the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, the Armistice of World War I was signed in 1918.  As such, we observe two minutes of silence to remember.  It’s important to educate our children about Remembrance and to understand the sacrifices these brave soldiers made in war.

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Remembrance Day

The poem In Flanders Fields by Canadian John McCrae is a strong symbol of World War I. It’s wonderful to see our kids in school recite the poem and be involved in other activities to commemorate this day.

Here are some other Remembrance Day activities for children:

Remembrance Day Printouts

Remembrance Day Poems

Remembrance Day Crafts

Remembrance/ Veterans Day Quotes


Remembrance Day for the Kids

Here is a simple craft for the kids to make on Remembrance Day:

Poppy Wreath

Use a paper plate as a base for creating a paper poppy wreath. Cut out the inside circle of the paper plates, leaving a large ring for preschoolers to use. Use pre-cut red poppies or allow children to cut out their own out of construction paper.

Glue the red circles around the paper plate circle, covering all the white of the paper plate with red poppies.  Use green markers to make dots in the center of the paper poppies.

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Poppy Wreath