Sunday, November 11, 2007

Rembrance Day - 11-11-11

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.

We Will Not Forget!

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