A Nation Of Heroes

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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.

I’ve never been to Arlington National Cemetery, but I hope to pay respect to our fallen warriors in person there, someday.

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However, I have been to the National Memorial Cemetery Of The Pacific, and it is a sobering experience.

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As you observe Memorial Day, in the warm embrace of family and friends, please remember that the day is intended to mark the sacrifice of those noble Americans who gave their last full measure to preserve our liberty and principles.
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