Lest we forget

11 Nov 2005 • 1 min read

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.

  • John McCrae

I have no memory of Wing Commander Roy Marples, but I have his name. I will never, ever forget what he did. He fought in the 2nd World War, and rememberance day is about the 1st World War. But war is war, 1st, 2nd ... 3rd?

History teaches us one thing .... we do not learn!

And yet we must otherwise every sacrifice made is meaningless ....