REMEMBRANCE DAY

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, 1915











We Will Remember Them

They shall not grow old as we who 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.



In Flander's fields, World War I & World War II, Korea, Afghanistan's hills and Iraq's sand, the true heroes, who stand the post so we can sleep soundly, keep sacrificing their very lives for our freedom and well being.....a simple thank-you seems so inadequate sometimes....but it's all we can offer sadly.....

THANK YOU! THANK YOU!