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."

              - In Flanders Fields - Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae (May 3, 1915)

The choir at my school sang this at our Remembrance Day assembly. It was good to see how these children remembered. The lives lost and sacrificed to keep us safe should never be forgotten. I will forever be grateful to them. 

Still, on this day every year, I can't help but hope that some day, against all odds, this sacrifice will no longer be needed; no longer shall our young men and women need to die to keep us, and others, safe. Too many precious lives have already been lost.


Today, I am grateful. Today, I remember.