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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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Beautiful Painting of unknown artist, seen in storefront, Belle Plaine, Iowa,2019
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Thank you,
fallen Veterans and current Military
in harm's way
for your choice to keep all of us safe.
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Beautiful Painting of unknown artist, seen in storefront, Belle Plaine, Iowa,2019
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Thank you,
fallen Veterans and current Military
in harm's way
for your choice to keep all of us safe.
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2 comments:
Jill,
I do appreciate your posted pictures, poem and comments for the veterans and active military. My husband served in the USAF as did his brothers in other branches. May we remember that freedom costs, and have thanksgiving in our hearts for the blessings we enjoy in America. Praying for the whole nation as people forget to love one another. And, knowing God set up government for the good of the people, I pray for our leaders to seek the Lord’s wisdom.
Thank you,
Kathryn
Oh, Kathryn, thank you for your comment full of wisdom!
Thankful for your husband and his brothers service for our freedoms.
Yes! Freedom Costs!
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