FxrAndy Posted November 11, 2010 Report Posted November 11, 2010 They Grow not old As we that are left grow old Age shall not weary them Nor the years condem At the Going down of the sun And in the morning We will remember them Amen
alistairw Posted November 11, 2010 Report Posted November 11, 2010 Always remembered, never forgotten.
PeteM Posted November 11, 2010 Report Posted November 11, 2010 There is a corner of a foreign field that is forever England
browngo1 Posted November 11, 2010 Report Posted November 11, 2010 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. Lest we forget.
Cats Posted November 11, 2010 Report Posted November 11, 2010 Im my Avavtar you seen my little son , 4,5 years old , listening to his dad telling about the soldiers who came from that direction to free Europe. I hope that he will remember this story and will be thankful for those who gave there life's to free us. Carpe Diem Cats
Jkay Posted November 11, 2010 Report Posted November 11, 2010 All gave some; Some gave all. Thanks to all who serve, served, and my undying gratitude to those who did not come home.
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