http://www.arlingtoncemetery.net/flanders.htm

In Flanders Fields
By:
Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army

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.

The war to end all wars…

I remeber the first time I read that about 45 years ago. One hundred years later, we still haven't learned how to stop.

God bless all the brave young soldiers who have put themselves in harm's way, they give so much and get so little.