[MEG33]

Freedom Isn't Free

In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD

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.
~~~
Never Forget~Ever Honor

Wishing You A Blessed Memorial Day Weekend

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A Blessed Memorial Day To You

God Bless America, and God Bless Our Wonderful Troops.



ML/LTOS
(El Kabong)

[E.G.C.]

BTTT.

((HUGS))Good morning, MEG33. How's it going?

[Kathy in Alaska]

A Blessed Lord’s Day to you and yours, Meg. ((HUGS))

Thank you for “In Flanders Fields”.