In Honor of Veterans Day
As we reflect on this strange and tumultuous year, it’s worth noting that this beautiful poem by John McCrae still resonates and is forever etched in our memories. Celebrated with wearing red poppies across the UK, Ireland, and Canada, it is a day of remembrance. In England, Remembrance Day is always held on the Sunday before November 11th with a procession and wreath laying at the war memorial, The Cenotaph, on Whitehall. May we long remember those fallen heroes.
In Flanders Fields
John McCrae
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.
Thanks for sharing, Peter!
Thanks Peter. Very moving.