My grandfather – now 93 years old – fought in WWII and every year on Remembrance Day I remember the years of his life that he sacrificed so that he might marry my grandmother and have a family. He doesn’t talk much about what happened to him and the ones he loved during that time, and I don’t blame him.
During the First World War, a man named John McCrae wrote the war poem titled “In Flanders Fields”. The poem references red poppies that grow over the graves of fallen soldiers and, as such, the poppy has become a popular memorial symbol in Canada. This Remembrance Day 2013, remember to make room in your heart and mind for the brave men and women who fought in our World’s Wars.
In Flanders Fields: A Poem by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae
In Flanders fields the poppies grow
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