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Memorial Day
Author: BobR    Date: 05/27/2019 13:05:26


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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Comment by Raine on 05/27/2019 13:22:16
good morning!

I read this from TriSec and I have to admit, I had tears in my eyes.

Comment by BobR on 05/27/2019 13:39:18
Quote by Raine:
good morning!

I read this from TriSec and I have to admit, I had tears in my eyes.

Two good blogs from TriSec over the weekend.

Comment by Will in Chicago on 05/27/2019 14:12:17
Good morning, bloggers!!!

I hope that everyone is well. Things have been busy at work -- for good and bad.

I was moved by TriSec's scouting blog.

As for myself, I have some work to do here at home and will spend time with friends. I have taken some thoughts for those who died in service to this nation. Let us think of them as we enjoy the comfort of family and friends.