I didn't see anything about Remembrance Day here, so I'm just going to make a topic in case anyone forgot, or doesn't know about it. I guess in the United States, you guys celebrate Veterans Day. In Canada, though, and I'm not sure where else, we have Remembrance Day which is today.
We celebrate this day to remember all of the soldiers who have died in World War I. What they have sacrificed and given up, just for us to be safe. We are so lucky to have the peace that we have here, and many people don't appreciate it as much as they should. Even though I don't have personal connections to anyone who has passed in war, I would just like to take some time to remember and thank them, from the bottom of my heart.
This is a popular poem that I have grown up with all of my life. I'm not sure how many of you guys know it, but it means a lot to me.
In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae
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.
Thanks everyone <3
We celebrate this day to remember all of the soldiers who have died in World War I. What they have sacrificed and given up, just for us to be safe. We are so lucky to have the peace that we have here, and many people don't appreciate it as much as they should. Even though I don't have personal connections to anyone who has passed in war, I would just like to take some time to remember and thank them, from the bottom of my heart.
This is a popular poem that I have grown up with all of my life. I'm not sure how many of you guys know it, but it means a lot to me.
In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae
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.
Thanks everyone <3