In Fields of Poppies
In fields of poppies, wrapped in love
In cosy cars with stars above
In Harrods' halls with pate pies
In taxi cabs 'neath London skies
On rare excursions far from home
In private rooms where lips can roam
In Wednesday shops with fitted cats
On telephones in whispered chats
In restaurants with pinned-up hair
On down-filled duvets softly bare
On happy days, on nights so blue
Remember always - I love you.