by John McCrae, May 1915
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.
One day a year is not enough to thank, think of, commemorate, and celebrate all of the brave and self-less men and women who fought and sometimes died to help preserve and bring to others the freedom we take for granted today.
Say a prayer and a silent Thank You to all who served in WW1, WW2, Korea, and especially today for all the men and women in Afghanistan and where-ever our Armed Forces personnel are stationed.
Thank you and God bless and keep you all in His care!
