For those who put themselves in harm’s way and didn’t come home; and for those who did make it back. There are arguments, but not today. Today is sacred.
“In Flander’s Fields the poppies grow, between the crosses row on row…” I recited that poem several times at the public Memorial Day program in my Minnesota hometown as a child.
Too true
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Lest We Forget …
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Perfect post for this important day!
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Beautiful tribute, Beth.
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Muy bonito,
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The precise words, the perfect sentiment…
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For those who put themselves in harm’s way and didn’t come home; and for those who did make it back. There are arguments, but not today. Today is sacred.
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“In Flander’s Fields the poppies grow, between the crosses row on row…” I recited that poem several times at the public Memorial Day program in my Minnesota hometown as a child.
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it’s a lovely and sad one –
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Perfectly stated…
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A beautiful quote for such a somber day.
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That’s perfect. ❤️
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We have our equivalent day in November. That’s a good quote.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Thanks, Pete
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I saw my first poppies last weekend. Wow!
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Love them!
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Me, too! They’re so much larger than I realized.
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