Wednesday, November 11, 2009

At The 11th Hour, Of The 11th Day, On The 11th Month

John McCraeImage via Wikipedia
Like most of us, I hate conflict.

For me, this is a day that I remember ALL the victims of conflict. From the young men and women who fight, to the innocents who suffer.

I hope that very soon the day will come when my fellow citizens will not be fighting in the name of the country in which I live. In the meantime, I think of them everyday.

Today is a day to remember those who gave all, and to be aware of all those who continue to do so.

Please take a moment to consider that.

The rest I leave to Lt-Col. John McCrae.

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.
Lt.-Col. John McCrae (1872 - 1918)

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