In Flanders Fields

"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

For those who have served, serve and will serve

Those who throughout time have protected our liberty and land

We remember you, bless you, thank you, 
celebrate you & pray for you all on

this Veteran’s Day 2010