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For Remembrance Day, and in honour of the brave men and women who served, and continue to serve still, be they army, navy, or airforce. And to the friends I've lost overseas. We will never forget.

 

 

We Shall Keep the Faith

by Moira Michael, November 1918

 

Oh! you who sleep in Flanders Fields,

Sleep sweet - to rise anew!

We caught the torch you threw

And holding high, we keep the Faith

With All who died.

 

We cherish, too, the poppy red

That grows on fields where valor led;

It seems to signal to the skies

That blood of heroes never dies,

But lends a lustre to the red

Of the flower that blooms above the dead

In Flanders Fields.

 

And now the Torch and Poppy Red

We wear in honour of our dead.

Fear not that ye have died for naught;

We'll teach the lesson that ye wrought

In Flanders Fields.

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The poem that the one Vanion posted is responding to...

 

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.

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Keeping the peace was never my job during my time as an enlisted man.

 

My specialties were a little more violent. We were what happened when they weren't interested is talking about peace.

 

I had good friends that never made it home, and I have great respect for the men and women who serve, or served their countries selflessly.

 

My grandfather was amongst those who served, and was lucky enough to make it back home after WW2, when so many others didn't.

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They went with songs to the battle, they were young.

Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.

They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,

They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:

Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning,

We will remember them.

 

Lest We Forget

 

The "Ode of Remembrance" is an ode taken from Laurence Binyon's "For the Fallen", which was first published in The Times in September 1914.

 

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They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:

Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning,

We will remember them.

 

Lest We Forget

 

 

That part has always brought tears to my eyes.

 

I would like to use this opportunity to remember Alan Senior, a member of our Navy, who died 1 week before he was to marry my sister. To the life you did not live, the wife you never grew old with, the children you never had - we still remember you, Alan.

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