IN FLANDERS FIELDS THE POPPIES BLOW
BETWEEN THE CROSSES,ROW ON ROW
THAT MARK OUR PLACE,AND IN THE SKY
THE BIRDS,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 YOU BREAK FAITH WITH US WHO DIE
WE SHALL NOT SLEEP,THOUGH POPPIES GROW.
IN FLANDERS FIELDS.
( John McCrae )
On the 11th hour,of the 11th day,of the 11th month 90 years ago,peace finally came.
In every village,town,city across the United Kingdom you can see them.War memorials. filled with the names of those who fell in the War to end all Wars. only a tiny handful are left who remember that awful time. WE MUST NEVER FORGET THOSE WHO DIED.
63 years ago,World War 2 finally came to an end. the dead from that conflict are also remembered on the memorials. again,every year,fewer remain who remember what it was like. WE MUST NEVER FORGET THOSE WHO DIED.
The Falkland war. so many,many more since then. Iraq,and Afghanistan now, whatever we think of these conflicts,whatever the rights and wrongs. WE MUST NEVER FORGET THOSE WHO HAVE DIED PROTECTING THE WEAK,THE POWERLESS,THE OPRESSED.
May God heal those who are ill,give comfort to those who grieve,bring peace to those who are conflicted,and ease the pain of all who are suffering.
Let our hands join in friendship,not in anger.
May all nationalities learn to live side by side as kindly neighbours,may there now be peace all over the world. Amen
with grateful thanks to my friend sybil for the email she kindly sent me.
Take care all