They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
In 1918 on the 11th Day of the 11th month a ceasefire at 11am marked the end of WW1.
I don’t want to become political with this blog but WW1 was a war (like many others) which saw the loss of too many lives. In England we wear poppies as our mark of respect to the dead, and to show that the ultimate sacrifice they made will always be remembered. However, it wasn’t only the British soldiers who gave their lives on Flanders Fields; I wear my poppy today as a mark of respect and remembrance to every soldier who lost their lives not only in the Great War but in any war. Please remember everyone whose lives have been lost in war today.
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
Mary Elizabeth Frye – 1932