Memorial Day...
we usually show our remembrance of those who fought for our freedom.
Since 1922 the red poppy has been another symbol.
I remember as a little girl always getting the red ribbon poppy and wearing it
on Memorial Day and the days leading up to it.
Today it's not as common to see the the VFW vets giving out the "Buddy Poppy".
On Saturday I came across a group of them at Foodland in Pearl City.
Today I'm wearing my little red poppy as not only a remembrance, but
also as a reminder...
Never Forget.
(this is the poem about fallen soldiers and the reason that the red poppy is a symbol of Memorial Day)
IN FLANDER'S FIELD
by John McCrae
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.
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