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For The Fallen Soldiers.

Rest In Peace to all the hero's that have paid the ultimate sacrifice for their country.

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.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.


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Thanks for posting the poem Lucy, I haven't read the whole thing in a while.


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Thanks for the vids Terry and Mark

Thanks Lucy for posting John McRae poem. :) The Poppy campaign is something very important in Canada. The last WW1 Canadian veteran, John Babcock died last year.
He joined the army inspired by a Tennyson poem: the charge of the last brigade.

When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made,
Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.
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A little late, but please give a moment of thought to those who didn't fall on the battlefield, but still died from wounds of the war - I lost an uncle almost 4 years ago to cancer caused by exposure to the chemical Agent Orange while he served in Viet Nam in 67-68.

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