In Remembrance; Our Heroes Coming Home…

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By John McCrae, May, 1915

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.




Walk amoung us with dignity

For courage and conviction

The pride of distinguished service

On behalf of one people, one nation




Lest we forget…of those now gone who rest for all eternity

In our heart and soul these heroes we embrace forever more

Those who fought for life and liberty, lo those who’ll not come home

Those who by their grace and sacrifice gave life that we would live


May all good service persons in their resting know that in our hearts

Their courage planted early seeds of faith for all to know

And with our silence toll the bells of victor’s memory

We stand before this blessed wall in tribute to the peace we live

Let us bow our heads in two minutes of silence…

Copyright Don MacIver 2010; All Rights Reserved


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