In Flanders Fields...

In view of Remembrance Day, let's remember the poem of Dr. John McCrae:

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.

Please take 2 mins today (at 11:00am) to remember those who went to war to fight for our freedoms... including freedom of speech, freedom to protest and to vote freely for whom you choose