Memorial Day

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.
— Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) Canadian Army

It is the soldier, not the reporter, Who has given us freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet, Who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the organizer, Who has given us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier, Who salutes the flag, Who serves beneath the flag,
And whose coffin is draped by the flag, Who allows the protestor to burn the flag.
– Father Dennis Edward O’Brian, USMC

To The World:

Only two defining forces have ever offered to die for you:

1. Jesus Christ
2. The American G. I.

One died for your soul, the other for your freedom.

God bless America and her soldiers.

Our country: the last,
The best —
The only
. . . hope, of this entire planet.

BZ
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8 thoughts on “Memorial Day

  1. I love “In Flanders Fields”.

    This is a beautiful tribute, BZ. Absolutely beautiful! 🙂

    I hope you’ve had a great Memorial Day weekend.

  2. Thank you for including Col. McCrae’s poem in your tribute.

    May we NEVER break faith with the fallen.

    Veritas et Fidelis Semper

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