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.
Lt Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) Canadian Army
Let's remember those who have given their lives in the service of their country this weekend. (I'll thank the Vets on Veterans Day, they'll understand.)
May God bless America's finest that made the ultimate sacrifice. They are truly heroes and, paid for the freedoms we enjoy. Blessings to their families as well for the sacrifices they made and, the hardships they endured...