Thursday, November 11, 2010

In Flanders Fields

Good Morning Humble Readers...

Here, north of the 49th parallel, today is an important day.  It's Remembrance Day... a day to honour the men and women who serve and have served in our military.  People like those in Afganistan right now, and people like my grandfather who was on Juno beach on D-day. 

To all who have served our country, and our world, in the pursuit of peace, THANK YOU!

To all who  have defended the rights and freedoms of Canadians, and those who need assistance to achieve or hold on to the same around the world, THANK YOU!

To all who have risked their lives for something bigger than themselves, in the past, and present, and who will in the future, THANK YOU!

In Flanders fields the poppies grow
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.

~ by Lt. Col. John McCrae (May 1915)

Please remember to observe a moment of silence at 11:00 this morning in their honor.


  1. Great post Mrs. G. I for one am very thankful.

  2. Beautiful post Mrs. Gamgee. I always get chills when I read that poem.


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