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General : November 11 & A Pittance of Time
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From: Rene  (Original Message)Sent: 11/11/2005 4:30 PM


A Pittance Of Time
Written by Terry Kelly

© Jefter Publishing - SOCAN


They fought and some died for their homeland.
They fought and some died, now it's our land.
Look at his little child; there's no fear in her eyes.
Could he not show respect for other dads who have died?

Take two minutes, would you mind?
It's a pittance of time,
For the boys and the girls who went over.
In peace may they rest, may we never
forget why they died.
It's a pittance of time.

God forgive me for wanting to strike him.
Give me strength so as not to be like him.
My heart pounds in my breast, fingers pressed to my lips,
My throat wants to bawl out, my tongue barely resists.

But two minutes I will bide.
It's a pittance of time,
For the boys and the girls who went over.
In peace may they rest.
May we never forget why they died.
It's a pittance of time.

Read the letters and poems of the heroes at home.
They have casualties, battles, and fears of their own.
There's a price to be paid if you go, if you stay.
Freedom's fought for and won in numerous ways.

Take two minutes, would you mind?
It's a pittance of time,
For the boys and the girls all over.
May we never forget, our young become vets.
At the end of the line,
It's a pittance of time.

It takes courage to fight in your own war.
It takes courage to fight someone else's war.
Our peacekeepers tell of their own living hell.
They bring hope to foreign lands that hate mongers can't kill.

Take two minutes, would you mind?
It's a pittance of time,
For the boys and the girls who go over.
In peacetime our best still don battle dress
And lay their lives on the line.
It's a pittance of time

In peace may they rest,
Lest we forget why they died.
Take a pittance of time.

 

To hear the song, watch the video or learn more about the author click on the link   From:   http://www.army.gc.ca/chief_land_staff/remembrance/English/home.asp

 


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From: ReneSent: 11/11/2005 4:39 PM
 
 
In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army

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.

  


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From: ReneSent: 11/13/2005 5:43 AM
 

Daddy's Poem


Her hair was up in a pony tail,

her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy's Day at school,

and she couldn't wait to go.

 

But her mommy tried to tell her,

that she probably should stay home.

Why the kids might not understand,

if she went to school alone.

 

But she was not afraid;

she knew just what to say.

What to tell her classmates

of why he wasn't there today.

 

But still her mother worried,

for her to face this day alone.

And that was why once again,

she tried to keep her daughter home.

 

But the little girl went to school

eager to tell them all.

About a dad she never sees

a dad who never calls.

 

There were daddies along the wall in back,

for everyone to meet.

Children squirming impatiently,

anxious in their seats

 

One by one the teacher called

a student from the class.

To introduce their daddy,

as seconds slowly passed.

 

At last the teacher called her name,

every child turned to stare.

Each of them was searching,

a man who wasn't there.

 

"Where's her daddy at?"

she heard a boy call out.

"She probably doesn't have one,"

another student dared to shout.

 

And from somewhere near the back,

she heard a daddy say,

"Looks like another deadbeat dad,

too busy to waste his day."

 

The words did not offend her,

as she smiled up at her Mom.

And looked back at her teacher,

who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,

slowly she began to speak.

And out from the mouth of a child,

came words incredibly unique.

 

"My Daddy couldn't be here,

because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be,

since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,

I wanted you to know.

All about my daddy,

and how much he loves me so.

 

He loved to tell me stories

he taught me to ride my bike.

He surprised me with pink roses,

and taught me to fly a kite.

 

We used to share fudge sundaes,

and ice cream in a cone.

And though you cannot see him.

I'm not standing here alone.

 

"Cause my daddy's always with me,

even though we are apart

I know because he told me,

he'll forever be in my heart"

 

With that, her little hand reached up,

and lay across her chest.

Feeling her own heartbeat,

beneath her favorite dress.

 

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads,

her mother stood in tears.

Proudly watching her daughter,

who was wise beyond her years.

 

For she stood up for the love

of a man not in her life.

Doing what was best for her,

doing what was right.

 

And when she dropped her hand back down,

staring straight into the crowd.

She finished with a voice so soft,

but its message clear and loud

 

"I love my daddy very much,

he's my shining star.

And if he could, he'd be here,

but heaven's just too far

You see he was a policeman

and died just this past year

When airplanes hit the towers

and taught Americans to fear.

 

But sometimes when I close my eyes,

it's like he never went away."

And then she closed her eyes,

and saw him there that day.

And to her mothers amazement,

she witnessed with surprise.

A room full of daddies and children,

all starting to close their eyes.

 

Who knows what they saw before them,

who knows what they felt inside.

Perhaps for merely a second,

they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"

to the silence she called out.

And what happened next made believers,

of those once filled with doubt.

 

Not one in that room could explain it,

for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk beside her,

was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

 

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,

by the love of her shining star.

And given the gift of believing,

that heaven is never too far.

 

They say it takes a minute to find a special

person, an hour to appreciate them,

a day to love them, but then an entire

life to forget them.

 

Send this to the people you'll never forget and

remember to send it also to the person that sent

it to you. It's a short message to let them know

that you'll never forget them.

 

If you don't send it to anyone, it means you're

in a hurry and that you've forgotten your

friends.

 

Take the time...to live and ! love.

Until eternity.

 

from Cindi S
 


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