Saturday, November 12, 2005

Late again

Although I'm late to blog it, I did take time to remember the sacrifices of generations past and present on the anniversary that we celebrate as Veteran's Day. Fortunately, the ever-reliable blogosphere widely recognized our vets in a more timely fashion, but I had to get one more post in anyway. I hope that I can be forgiven for marking the occasion with a few words from a Canadian which always seem relevant to me at this time of year.

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.

Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD


Anonymous Anonymous said...

What, no cats?

5:27 AM  
Blogger Doug said...

I was hoping I could get away with slacking off for yet another week, but I guess not. Your cats are coming right up!

5:35 AM  

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