Memorial Day

 this morning i was reading one of the PW blogs, and she has many interesting facts about Memorial Day.  i'll let you go & read them, but she also had this poem.  i'm not usually big into poetry.  it doesn't "move" me the way it does a lot of ppl.  but sometimes i write poems, and sometimes those i read DO touch me unexpectedly.  she shared one such poem, which i now share with you.  it is a WW1 era poem, called In Flanders Fields by John McCrae.


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.

Remember that we aren't observing this 3 day weekend because it's the "start of summer."  Tho it does mark that.  We are blessed in this country to have men and women who volunteer to defend it.  We are blessed to have had people who were willing to fight for our freedom.  Now is not the time to focus on any issues you may have with todays governemnt, or the practices of the military you don't agree with.  Today is the day to say THANK YOU to our men & women in uniform, because they deserve to be celebrated. 

Lord, please keep our soldiers (and police, and firefighters, etc.) safe, Amen. 

/public service announcement.  : )  ttfn.