Rememberance Day

[mrsswordfisherman]

In Flanders Fields

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, tho poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

Liet. -Col. John McCrae

[iMick]

Lest we forget...

[brickman]

a sad day remembering a man i never met who died in burma a long time ago we would have been mates for sure fishing a whalf some were for lundric i'll never forget the price you payed for the freedom we enjoy

less we forget

[HN Man]

a sad day remembering a man i never met who died in burma a long time ago we would have been mates for sure fishing a whalf some were for lundric i'll never forget the price you payed for the freedom we enjoy

less we forget

Well said