| A National Moment of Remembrance On Memorial Day
That poem about where “poppies blow�BR>And, “the crosses, row on row�BR>Still rings true, these ninety years
After written, still brings tears.
We still have Dead, “amid the guns�BR>And lose our young and our loved ones
Those who lived, “short days ago�BR>Who, “felt dawn, saw sunset glow�
In Flanders Fields, “the poppy red�BR>Still grow near where the blood was bled They, “Take up our quarrel with the foe�And still die for Freedoms that we know.
They pass, “The torch�to, “hold it high�And not, “break the faith with us who die�For they, “shall not sleep, though poppies grow�Beneath all those, “crosses, row on row�BR>In Flanders Fields.
Del “Abe�Jones
4-25-2005 |
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