With grateful hearts

My friend Buzz Buswell sent a message and reminder to many of his friends today regarding why we celebrate Veterans Day. It included this poem written by Canadian physician and artillery Captain John McCrae in 1915 during his service in France. His poem and the red poppy are remembrances of the "War to end all wars."

In Flanders Fields 

by John McCrae, RCAMC

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.

Thank you to our veterans. And thank you Buzz for sharing this message and especially for your service to our country and freedom.