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From: MSN NicknameFireBird7096  in response to Message 1Sent: 11/10/2008 7:43 AM

 

REMEMBRANCE DAY

the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month

 

 

 

A Canadian soldier wears a poppy on his vest during a Remembrance Day ceremony attended by Canadian soldiers and personnel from British, US, and Afghan forces at Forward Operating Base Masum Gar in Panjwayi district, Kandahar province, 11 November 2006. Remembrance Day marks the day the Armistice at the end of the First World War of 1914 - 1918 was signed on November 11th at precisely 11 am - the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month, and commemerates those who died in the two World Wars and other armed conflicts. AFP PHOTO / JOHN D MCHUGH (Photo credit should read JOHN D MCHUGH/AFP/Getty Images)

 

In Flanders Fields
by John McCrae, May 1915

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.