They shall grow not old,
as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them,
nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun
and in the morning
We will remember them.
from For the Fallen
~ Laurence Binyon
Lest We Forget
They shall grow not old,
as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them,
nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun
and in the morning
We will remember them.
from For the Fallen
~ Laurence Binyon
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Beautiful, Lynette.
Thank you, Jill. 🙂 Very important to remember their sacrifice, especially during this time of covid. Puts it more in perspective, I think.
We all need to remember the greatest sacrifice of all. It will somehow make our current situation more bearable. Stay well Lynette. Allan
Yes, we do and I agree completely. I am a veteran (and many in my family) and so it’s personally particularly important. In watching the national service from Ottawa this morning, the closing chaplain’s comments that we always turn to the military whenever we need help were so appropriate, especially now. They’ve thrown themselves into working everything from snowstorms to wild fires to the covid outbreaks in care homes. Those selfless extra hands.
Yes Lynette, very good. We will remember them. It is a special occasion here in Aus, also. Lyn
Thank you, Lyn. Also called Remembrance Day, I believe.
Such a moving verse, Lynette. We will never forget.
Thank you. 🙂 This poem is always quoted at our Remembrance Day services; yes, it is moving. 💛
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Beautiful words and such a powerful video! Do they do that every year?
Thanks, Christi.
Usually, poppies are dropped from an aircraft over the people attending the main Remembrance Day service in Ottawa. The falling poppies represent those who “fell,” so the number is exact. This year because of covid, the service was very small and people were told not to attend, so it was thought that the falling poppies could be replaced by the light show. Normally, there is a display at the Parliament; this year’s was particularly poignant, though, I thought.
The poem is read at most Remembrance Day services and is referred to as “The Act of Remembrance.”
Here’s bit of Pink Floyd I listen to on Veterans day. I don’t forget, I can’t forget.
The Gunner’s Dream- Roger Waters
Floating down
through the clouds
Memories come rushing
up to meet me now
But in the space between the heavens
and the corner of some foreign field
I had a dream
Good bye Max
Good bye Ma
after the service
as you’re walking slowly to the car
and the silver in her hair
shines in the cold November air
you hear the tolling bell
and touch the silk in your lapel
and as the teardrops rise
to meet the comfort of the band
you take her frail hand
and hold on to the dream
A place to stay
enough to eat
somewhere old heroes
shuffle safely down the street
where you can speak out loud
about your doubts and fears
and what’s more
no one ever disappears
you know they’re here
they’re standard issue
kicking in your door
you can relax
on both sides of the tracks
and maniacs
don’t blow holds
in bandsmen by remote control
and everyone has recourse to the law
and no one kills the children anymore
Night after night
going round and round my brain
this dream is driving me insane
In the corner of some foreign field
the gunner sleeps tonight
What’s done is done
We cannot just write off his final scene
Take heed of the dream.
Thank you for your service to your great country, may we all someday take heed.
Thanks, Kenny. I know this piece but ironically, had forgotten about it. Thanks for the reminder. Good to see you again. 🙂
Nice to be seen ;/