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This year Remembrance Day falls at 11am on the 11th day of the 11th month of 2011. To mark this once in lifetime Remembrance Day, The Royal British Legion will be planting cardboard poppies in an 11-11-11-11 formation at Lydiard Park, Wootton Bassett. For more information and the opportunity to send a message of your own, visit http://www.11-11-11-11.org.uk.
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.by John McCrae, May 1915
royal wootton bassett now lucy :wink:
i only live up the road from lydiard is a lovely place.
ty certain, now remember………wear your poppy with pride :wink:
There is discipline in A Soldier
you can see it when they walk,
There is honour in A Soldier
you hear it when they talk.
There is courage in A Soldier
you can see it in their eyes,
There is loyalty in A Soldier
that they will not compromise.
There is something in A Soldier
that makes them stand apart,
There is strength in a Soldier
that beats from in their hearts.
A Soldier isn’t a title any one can be hired to do,
A Soldier is the soul of that person buried deep inside of you.
A Soldier’s job isn’t finished after
an 8 hour day or a 40 hour week,
A Soldier is always A Soldier
even while they sleep.
A Soldier serves thier country first
and their life is left behind,
A Soldier has to sacrifice what
comes first in a civilian’s mind.
If you are civilian
I am saying this to you…..
next time you see A Soldier
remember what they do.It’s the Soldier who salutes the flag,
who serves beneath the flag,
and whose coffin is draped by the flagmay they rest in peace
I like these.
My own favourite are some words attributed to a John Maxwell Edmonds
And its called the Kohima, or more commonly the Burma Epitaph.Very short but very powerful, and beautiful;
“When You Go Home, Tell Them Of Us And Say,
For Their Tomorrow, We Gave Our Today”@desmondy wrote:
I like these.
My own favourite are some words attributed to a John Maxwell Edmonds
And its called the Kohima, or more commonly the Burma Epitaph.Very short but very powerful, and beautiful;
“When You Go Home, Tell Them Of Us And Say,
For Their Tomorrow, We Gave Our Today”Thats very touching desmo :(
@angelbabe wrote:
There is discipline in A Soldier
you can see it when they walk,
There is honour in A Soldier
you hear it when they talk.
There is courage in A Soldier
you can see it in their eyes,
There is loyalty in A Soldier
that they will not compromise.
There is something in A Soldier
that makes them stand apart,
There is strength in a Soldier
that beats from in their hearts.
A Soldier isn’t a title any one can be hired to do,
A Soldier is the soul of that person buried deep inside of you.
A Soldier’s job isn’t finished after
an 8 hour day or a 40 hour week,
A Soldier is always A Soldier
even while they sleep.
A Soldier serves thier country first
and their life is left behind,
A Soldier has to sacrifice what
comes first in a civilian’s mind.
If you are civilian
I am saying this to you…..
next time you see A Soldier
remember what they do.It’s the Soldier who salutes the flag,
who serves beneath the flag,
and whose coffin is draped by the flagmay they rest in peace
Our Hero’s <3
Those who survived in Flanders mud, amongst the shrapnel and chaos and rats and discarded limbs, fought for a reason. They were not as informed as we are so fortunate to be now, yet contested believing their reasons were good and noble. These young lads fought for country, and village, and family, and for whatever romantic idea makes a young male sign up.
Whoever compared British soldiers to terrorists on these boards should be shot.
It must have been a miraculous thing, after all that carnage, to see a single red flower appear with warm weather.
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My daughter, who`s 6, asked if instead of pocket money this week, could she buy a poppy? Told her absolutely but she wouldn`t need all her pocket money for one, so she said Oh Good, I shall buy more then..
The poppy to me is a symbol of love and respect, I am extremely grateful to all those people that give us so much, I don`t think there are any winners in war but I`m honoured that somewhere, someone cares enough about freedom that they`ll die for it.
I don`t think those sacrifices will ever be forgotten.
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