Why Wearing a Poppy Still Matters

Each November, Canadians across the country pin a small red poppy to their jackets. It’s a simple act — but one filled with deep meaning.

The poppy is more than a seasonal tradition or symbol; it’s a reminder of the immense sacrifices made by those who served, and a way for us to say, “We remember.”

The poppy first became a symbol of remembrance after the First World War, inspired by Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae’s famous poem In Flanders Fields. Since then, it has come to represent the courage, service, and sacrifice of all Canadian Armed Forces members — past and present — who have defended our freedoms and way of life.

But wearing a poppy matters not only as a sign of remembrance, it’s also an act of support. The funds raised through the Royal Canadian Legion’s annual Poppy Campaign go directly toward programs that help veterans and their families. These funds provide emergency financial assistance, housing support, medical equipment, and mental health services for those in need.

Each donation, no matter how small, has a real impact on the lives of those who once wore our nation’s uniform.

In a world that moves fast and often forgets its history, taking a moment to wear a poppy connects us to something enduring. It’s a quiet yet powerful gesture — one that bridges generations and reminds us that freedom always comes at a cost.

So this November, as you see the poppy boxes appear in local stores, legions, and community spaces, take a moment to donate and wear one proudly. Let it serve as a visible sign of gratitude and remembrance.

Because remembering matters.

Because they mattered.

Lest we forget. 🌺

In Flanders Field

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