Today is Remembrance Day, also known as Armistice or Veteran’s Day. It marks the anniversary of when the hostilities of World War 1 ended at 11:00 am on November 11, 1918 (the 11th hour on the 11th day of the 11th month).
It is on this day that we honour those who served our country and fought for our freedom; it is today that we honour those who continue to serve and protect our freedom.
God speed to all.
In Flanders Fields
by John McCrae (It’s believed that McCrae wrote this beautiful poem on May 3, 1915 after witnessing the death of his friend, Lieutenant Alexis Helmer, 22 years old, the day before.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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