The time since the poppies danced on the headland earlier this year has flown by. Time has a tendency to do that. But as days become months and months become years, we must strive to do one thing; remember.
We must remember and honour the brave men and women who continue to give their lives to protect our freedom. Today we will be doing just that at 11am.
Remembrance Day fills us with such a wide range of emotions and when we see veterans with their medals and the wives and children of soldiers, we are reminded of the thing that connects us all – ‘love’.
I suppose what we want to say is thank you, although that doesn’t seem sufficient. We owe so much to the amazing people who pay the ultimate sacrifice and we will never, ever forget.
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.