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Sunday 8 November 2020

Remembrance 2020 - We Will Remember Them

 

We will remember them, and say thank you to the brave men and women,
past and present who fight to preserve our freedoms.

Not only today Remembrance Sunday, 
We shall especially remember you at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month.

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.

After the First World War, the poppy was adopted as a symbol of Remembrance.

In the spring of 1915, shortly after losing a friend in Ypres, a Canadian doctor, Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae was inspired by the sight of poppies growing in battle-scarred fields to write the now famous poem called 'In Flanders Fields'.

Jan and Eddie

40 comments:

Anne (cornucopia) said...

Great tribute. That poem always brings tears to my eyes.

Tom said...

...I like the term Remembrance Day!

Lady Caer Morganna said...

Very good post, Jan. Ineed they will be remembered.

CJ Kennedy said...

Ditto what Anne Cornucopia said

Anita said...

Thank you for this!We remember!

Beautiful poem and photo .All those brave men and woman.

Valerie-Jael said...

Always good to remember!Valerie

Sami said...

A date not to be forgotten. A beautiful poem too.

Elderberry-Rob said...

wot, no poppy seed buns?!!! only joking. It was sad to see the tv coverage devoid of any spectators and yet in some way it made me think even more about what these men of the past have given for us - I have been considering what they went through, and how we should be braver with the challenges of today, compared to the dirty, cold, miserable and frightening experiences many of our soldiers had to endure for our country, all we have to do is stay home and behave sensibly to get the better of this new enemy (Covid).

DVArtist said...

This is beautiful and a beautiful way to remember.

Elephant's Child said...

That is an incredibly powerful poem isn't it?
And yes, we will remember (and thank) them.

Divers and Sundry said...

Remembering is important, and the poppies and this poem are key parts of bringing it back to mind. Thank you.

mamasmercantile said...

A beautiful tribute.

Fun60 said...

Good post. The poem says it all.

Bleubeard and Elizabeth said...

We don't celebrate Remembrance Sunday, but we DO celebrate what used to be called Remembrance Day, which we now call Veterans Day (same month, day, hour).

I read somewhere several years ago that poppies won't grow in well cultivated soil, but require the same conditions from those battle fields found in Europe in WWI. Loving tribute.

Sue said...

One of my favourite war poems and also one of my favourite flowers. Take care and have a happy week, Sue xx

Kay said...

You know... I don't think I've ever seen the whole poem or maybe just not remembered it. Thank you for posting this. It's beautiful.... sad... but beautiful.

Christine said...

Lest we forget, thank you.

Anni said...

Great tribute...poignant.

Judy at GoldCountryCottage said...

Jan, I have always thought this the most beautiful poem. Thank you for bringing it to mind..Stay well..xxoJudy

Lori Miller said...

Thanks for posting this.

Louca por porcelana said...

Great tribute. Hugs!

sage said...

This morning I watched a brief rememberance service on Skye (by a congregation I attended when in Scotland a few years ago who had posted it on their facebook page). It was nice. Here, the 11th is Veteran’s Day and our “remembrance” or “Memorial Day” is in May.

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My name is Erika. said...

I was wondering about Poppies and the 11th. Thanks so much for sharing the poem and explaining.

Lee said...

LEST WE FORGET....

Armistice Day is a very, very special day. I always have a minutes silence at 11 am on the 11th...without fail....


(The 11th of the 11th is also my birthday...and I was born just before 11.05 am on the llth day of the 11th month....many moons ago!)

Buttercup said...

I memorized In Flanders Fields in elementary school and amazingly still remember it. I will be remembering all of those who gave so much for our freedom.

Linda said...

Bless all the brave people who lost their lives for their country.

Iris Flavia said...

I have a now empty bag of poppy-seeds right by my PC on the wall, "Gallipoli 100th anniversary - Poppy Flanders Red". It was a pressie in 2015.

Victor S E Moubarak said...

Thank you Jan and Eddie.

God bless.

RO said...

That brought tears to my eyes, and such a great tribute to so many who have passed on. Hugs, RO

Debbie said...

it is such an honor, to honor them...i have so many in my family!! love the picture!!

Conniecrafter said...

Our Pastor yesterday had a great sermon for the Veterans, we can never thank them enough

Rain said...

Beautiful. ♥

Carla from The River said...

Thank you for sharing. My dad recited In Flanders Fields in elementary school. He remembers it to this day.
We must always give thanks and never forget.
Love,
Carla

Sondra said...

Very meaningful, Poppies are a favorite flower of mine. Remembering the fallen is part of our obligation to each other.

Lady Fi said...

So touching.

Jeanie said...

This poem never fails to bring a lump to my throat. It's so poewrful. Your photo to accompnay this post is just beautiful. We can never forget.

sandy said...

beautiful poem. For some reason I can hear Sting's voice singing this. But then that would be Fields of Gold.

Teresa said...

Bonito poema. Me encantan las amapolas. Besos.

Snowbird said...

Ahhh, how beautiful and moving.xxx

Phil Slade said...

Thank you for that Jan and Eddie. How I worry that our children and their children will forget, or worse, never learn as our history is plunged down the memory hole by our useless politicians and media.