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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.
On this and every Memorial Day I give thanks to all of those who served that gave the ultimate sacrifice in order to defend our freedoms. They did not choose the fight, but chose to fight for our nation. Risking it all and paying the the highest price one could pay, their life. They came from all across our nation. From major cities to open farm lands. The only color they saw in the trenches were the color of their uniforms. There are no atheists in a fox hole. When the bullets start flying everyone begins to pray. Without their sacrifice we wouldn't enjoy the freedoms we all have today or the right to fight for the freedoms some are still striving for. Please take time out on this Memorial Day to thank and honor the fallen. We owe everything to them.
