Memorial Day 2023

By on May 28, 2023



  • Bill

    In 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. – Lt. Col. John McCrae, 1872-1918 C. E. F

    Monday, May 29 @ 11:14 am
  • Mark Jurkowitz | Outer Banks Voice

    Thanks, Bill

    Monday, May 29 @ 11:53 am
  • Just a mom

    Beautiful poem.
    Thank you.
    And thank you to all who have sacrificed for others.

    Monday, May 29 @ 5:02 pm