Remembrance Day

[DaiSan]

For those we knew, and those we never had the chance to know.

 

Thank You

 

 

The Pause

 

Could you spare just two minutes for a good cause

Can your really busy schedule afford the pause?

Just two very short minutes is all that we ask

Can you possibly spare them from your day long task?

Time is precious isn?t that what they always seem to say?

But what is two short minutes from one whole day?

We?ll only ask you for it on this one day each year

If time really is money such small change is never dear

One short pause in one day really means such a lot

It is those two minutes some have no longer got

There are some who will never again stand for this pause

They are those who gave life or limb for the cause

So please as you rush by on your much hurried way

Spare two important minutes on this Remembrance Day.

 

[Durka-Durka~SPARTA~]

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.

 

- Canadian Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae upon witnessing the death of a friend

[NoScream~SPARTA~]

For all soldiers past and present,

Bless their courage & strength that

keeps us from harm.

[NCO]

All who served deserve our thanks. Those who fell will be remembered.

 

For The Fallen

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,

England mourns for her dead across the sea.

Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,

Fallen in the cause of the free.

 

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal

Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,

There is music in the midst of desolation

And a glory that shines upon our tears.

 

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,

Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.

They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;

They fell with their faces to the foe.

 

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:

Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning

We will remember them.

 

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;

They sit no more at familiar tables of home;

They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;

They sleep beyond England's foam.

 

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,

Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,

To the innermost heart of their own land they are known

As the stars are known to the Night;

 

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,

Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;

As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,

To the end, to the end, they remain.

- Laurence Binyon

[Super64]

Hats off and a salute to those who answered the call, you will not be forgotten.

[Halli~SPARTA~]

[SirSmokalot]

Those of us that served at home and a far either present or past salute you.

 

-Veteran of the Bonsnian Conflict '96-'97.

 

I salute those that have returned from Iraq and those that didn't. Thanks for doing what you could over there. You dealt with something I could only fathom as they didn't target us and targeted each other most of the time.

[Cylawyer~SPARTA~]

Dittos!