Time

It is time to remember those who never came home from War. Today is ANZAC day (Australian and New Zealand Army Corps) marked by the sale of symbolic red poppies to raise funds to help returned servicemen and by dawn parades and services where wreaths are laid at memorials around both countries.


John McCrae wrote the following in May, 1915
        
Flanders Fields


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.


Three of my great uncles never came home – three families devastated by the loss of a son or a husband and father.