In a field brushed with brown and yellow, its fiery red-orange stand with pride and courage. It sways with the wind, calling the passer by to pause - to take that moment and see how nature speaks in colour.

In its flame-like hue, I find a reflection of my own longing, to stand vibrant,

true and unafraid.

The poppy flower is your reminder, to be that burst of colour - bold and alive. In a field of brown and yellow.