It's flags-in at Arlington National for Memorial Day...
And, just how fortunate am I that I'll be beaching or pooling it here in G'wich this weekend only reading of war thanks to those who have fought it for me?
So, instead of pouting cuz I don't have that beach manse yet...
Sulking cuz we didn't make the trip home to the beach where I could be celebrating with my family, scarfing down crabs and hitting up my beloved Sea Shell City for the mini starfish needed for crafting this beauty...
Or, grumbling about lack of time in my days to exercise my creative outlet...
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.
Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD
Kindness of those who have and are still fighting to preserve our freedom...XXOO
I sincerely hope that you express your creative freedom in the form of writing....I know it would be in everyone's beach bag and on the summer reading list.
ReplyDeleteIndeed, bravo to all who have and continue to serve.
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Just woke up at Hilton Head with a sunburn and a storm. I was feeling a little sorry for myself, but thanks for putting it all in perspective.
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This might be my favorite post you've ever done - and that's saying something! We spent the day Friday at the Naval War College in Newport celebrating my step son's retirement from the Navy after 26 of distinguished service. As if that wasn't touching enough our grandson - his son and a newly minted sailor - piped him ashore.
ReplyDeleteAren't we so lucky to live in this country w/ all the wonderful things we enjoy because of the fine men and women who have and continue to serve?
Keep up the good work and have a great day!
Very, very nice! Thank you!
ReplyDeleteWell done.
ReplyDeleteWarmly, Kathleen
I come from a military family, Marines, Ooh Rah, and I just want to say thank-you for such a lovely post. Luckily in my family only one has been lost, my dear Uncle Charlie. It took twenty years for my mother to be able to read his letters again. Being married to a Marine, retired now, I have witnessed a lot of heartbreak. I am crying right now knowing that people do appreciate the sacrifice that these men and women make, some of them so, so, so young. Thank-you for such a precious post.
ReplyDeleteThank you for posting In Flanders Fields. It was written in May 1915 by Canadian John McCrae and we read it each year on 11/11 at our remembrance day services.
ReplyDeleteMy great-grandfather was killed at Flanders just three weeks after the poem was written.
Well said.
ReplyDeleteHere, Here! Thank you, Alice, for the reminder of what we owe and who we owe it to.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous, gorgeous poem and photo. Very moving ... many thanks for posting!!!
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