We Remember

Always.

3 Responses to “We Remember”

1. leelu says:

   May 30, 2016 at 11:15 am

   Semper fi.

2. Kathy Kinsley says:

   May 31, 2016 at 8:36 pm

   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.

3. Kathy Kinsley says:

   May 31, 2016 at 8:40 pm

   And one of the many replies:

   Oh! You who sleep in Flanders’ Fields
   Sleep sweet – to rise anew;
   We caught the torch you threw,
   And holding high we kept
   The faith with those who died.
   We cherish, too, the Poppy red
   That grows on fields where valor led.
   It seems to signal to the skies
   That blood of heroes never dies.
   But lends a lustre to the red
   On the flower that blooms above the dead
   In Flanders’ fields.

   And now the torch and Poppy red
   Wear in honour of our dead.
   Fear not that ye have died for naught:
   We’ve learned the lesson that ye taught
   In Flanders’ fields.