I remember as a child November 11th was a big occasion. School's and business's closed. It was a day that everyone got together for a service to honor the soldiers. I remember looking at the great wall with all the fallen soldiers. I also remember looking for many men that were in my family and feeling very proud of them as I read their names. They had fought so I could be free. I remember the stories my mom would tell me as we sat together. The hard times and the scary moments too. The way that these men and woman were so greatly impacted after the wars were over. I also remember the many veterans. You could see the age of experience on each of their faces. I was so proud of them as a young girl.. This day has not changed much. I will take time to think and honor these soldiers. And I am still very proud of each and every one of them.
Today and every day, I don't just think but I also pray. I pray for the many men and woman that fight everyday. I pray for their safe return. I pray that God will protect them as they fight this great fight. I pray for the families of these soldiers. In my last words I want to say Thank you to the many veterans and the many soldiers. Thank you for your bravery and your commitment to protect us. Lord help us not to forget our veterans of today and yesterday.
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.
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