Canada Lest We Forget

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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[a bit late...]

I went to a lovely rememberance parade in my town on the 11th and it rekindled my dream to start my career in law enforcment, I also talked to a vetren who told me if i wanted to do it.

 

It's not late if it's done on any given day