...lest we forget......

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.

Thank you for sharing that remembrance of those who have served and died in service to others.

It is a remembrance we need to be reminded of.

Well said.

I wish I had my poem to share on here. It's actually on my laptop. It's riveting.

During the early days of the Second Battle of Ypres a young Canadian artillery officer, Lieutenant Alexis Helmer, was killed on 2nd May, 1915 in the gun positions near Ypres. An exploding German artillery shell landed near him. He was serving in the same Canadian artillery unit as a friend of his, the Canadian military doctor and artillery commander Major John McCrae.

As the brigade doctor, John McCrae was asked to conduct the burial service for Alexis because the chaplain had been called away somewhere else on duty that evening. It is believed that later that evening, after the burial, John began the draft for his now famous poem “In Flanders Fields”.

I apologize for not giving credit, when credit is due. John Mcrae is the actual composer of this poem, written at the onset of WW1.

It seems every Memorial Day(on or about) I have a tendency to fall into this forum. I take one official day out of the year to honor the real heroes. Dammm, I wished it was just that easy. If only but for God's grace and mercy....thank you...freedom a'int free..