lest we forget
Yesterday was Remembrance Day. The day where most people in Canada wear a poppy and hopefully take a moment out of their busy schedules to remember those who fell in war.
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.
Myself, I was on the TTC heading up to AFC for a meeting at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of the year. I did take a moment to remember those who died for the sake our freedom, though it wasn’t quite the same when you’re on a streetcar heading to the subway station.
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.
Thank you to all the veterans who sacrificed themselves for us and for people from other countries. Thank you to all soldiers who are serving our country today. Thank you.
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.
When will it end?
