Remembrance Day

Image by Tim Hill - Pixabay In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row... 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. (In Flanders Fields, John McCrae 1872-1918) The vivid blood-red petals of the … Continue reading Remembrance Day