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"War drew us from our homeland,
In the sunlit springtime of our youth.
Those who did not come back alive remain
in perpetual springtime
-- forever young --
And a part of them is with us always."
~Author Unknown~
"Your silent tents of green
We deck with fragrant flowers;
Yours has the suffering been,
The memory shall be ours."
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow~
Dr. John McCrae wrote this most famous war poem
after the battle of Ypres, as he sat at a soldier friend's grave
and watched the poppies blow in the wind.
Fields of poppies grew in makeshift
World War One Cemeteries throughout Europe.
~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.
~John McCrae (1872-1918)~
Memorial Day National Moment of Remembrance at 3PM
On May 26th, 2008, pause at 3:00pm local time
for a minute of respectful silence for those who have died
in the service of our nation.
During that minute, television and radio stations throughout America
will air simultaneously a 60 second spot which includes "Taps".
Turn on your radio or television to join your fellow Americans
to put "Memorial" back in "Memorial Day".
Last Monday in May©
By
John T. Bird
We pause to remember those who died
With so much courage, so much pride
They’ll never come back, yet memories endure
To remind us of freedom: fragile, pure
We’re worthy of their sacrifice if we pause each day
Not just on the last Monday in May
©John T. Bird, copyright 2006
~~Taps~~
Fading light dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright.
From afar drawing nigh -- Falls the night.
Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, from the hills, from the sky.
All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.
Then good night, peaceful night,
Till the light of the dawn shineth bright,
God is near, do not fear -- Friend, good night.
Day is done, gone the sun,
From the hills, from the lake,
From the sky.
All is well, safely rest,
God is nigh.
Fades the light; And afar
Goeth day, And the stars
Shineth bright,
Fare thee well; Day has gone,
Night is on.
Thanks and praise, For our days,
'Neath the sun, Neath the stars,
'Neath the sky,
As we go, This we know,
God is nigh.
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