Memorial Day Should Be Honored

My husband has a great admiration for the military and men who have fought for noble and true causes. Roman especially admires the men of WW2; Major Richard Winters is one of his heroes. We hope someday to visit the cemeteries in Washington D.C. and France. In the meantime here is a poem which truly honors the history of war.

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