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Lest We Forget

9/11/2019

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Monday is Remembrance Day and I want to make that the sole subject of this post. So I’m not going to say anything further and let Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrea take it from here.

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, though poppies grow
      In Flanders fields.
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