Today I wanted to Thank the many men and women who have given up so much for our FREEDOM! I wanted to post a poem that I remember listening to as a child but not really understanding the significance of the words....
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.
Colonel John McCrae
Now as I read this poem I realize it is more than just words on paper. I am grateful every day to wake up in a Safe Country and have the life I have!
I remember and I thank you!
Kim








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