In the quiet places of this Memorial Day, please honor those who pay, and have paid, the ultimate price for our freedom.
(Note, you will need to pause the Playlist at the bottom of this screen to listen to this....it's so worth it....)
Please don't ever forget those who serve, and have served, and the families behind and beside them....
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Please don't ever forget those who serve, and have served, and the families behind and beside them....
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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, 1915
beautiful, have a wonderful, memorial day my friend,
ReplyDeletethankyou so much for your kind words on my blog, and my husband has a brother, ha ha , just kidding he's taken, but these McKnight men have great white hair, the white came young to them, and white beards, thanks again for your friendship.,
Hi Robin,
ReplyDeleteI have been absent for a while and am trying to catch up on my blog reading!! I love the picture of the poppy (its RED, so that grabbed my attention) and wanted to stop by to wish you a most lovely Memorial Day!!
Thank you for your lovely post my friend!!
Wishing you a wonderful day!!
Patriotic Hugs~~
Julie
Wonderful post! I have always loved this poem.
ReplyDeleteIn elementary school I had to learn a poem and this was the one I chose. It is such a memorable poem ,so haunting, that I remember it word for word to this day. It still brings on a tear. We are all so blessed because of them.--Jan
ReplyDeleteThanks, Robin.
ReplyDeleteGod Bless America and may God protect our dear soldiers.
Happy Memorial Day!
Hugs :)
Lauren
Touching, stunning, perfectly said. Sing praises to the honorable
ReplyDelete"Angel Flight"...............
Connie
Very touching indeed Robin. Our veterans sell poppies at street corners and all proceeds from the poppy sales benefit the homeless veterans of Michigan..which is so sad because they protected our freedom. Take care, Janice
ReplyDeleteI thought I was cried out from all the emotion this weekend. I was wrong. Wonderful post.
ReplyDeleteI have loved that poem for years. Thanks for sharing it!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post Girlfriend!!!
ReplyDeletePraise to them all!
Hope you had a wonderful day!
Prim Blessings
Robin
Wonderful tribute. At our World War I museum you cross over a filed of poppies to enter. I know I just don't often enough remember and appreciate the sacrifices made by so many. ~Roberta
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post Robin!..love your header!..have a great day!..
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Ronda
Thank you for sharing this post Robin. It is wonderful to remember those who have sacrificed for us in so many ways. -Steph-
ReplyDeleteI love this poem and it is a little bit bizarre, because a dear friend of mine that was a poet is the very reason I stopped here in the first place. She had a love for crows, so any time I see crows I think of my dear friend Jackie. She was also a lover of life and although in her final years through much pain, she always managed to find a way to smile and bring a little laughter to everyone around her. Now, Jackie brought me there, but your awesome blog kept me here. I am your newest follower. Please accept my warm and friendly invitation to visit my blog and hopefully to follow me, too. Connie :)
ReplyDeleteA beautiful memorial created by your hand dear crow, beautiful indeed.
ReplyDeleteThe song Angel Flight is classic trinity in that it companions elements flawlessly ~ honor, heartache and pride. Thank you for sharing it...