This is a slightly edited version of an earlier favorite…in honor of those who have made November 11th a day worth remembering….
Upon
The fields of war
Is shed
The blood of soldiers,
Poppy red.
For freedom’s choice
Their youth has paid,
Though fleeting peace
So soon may fade.
Our honored dead
We hold so dear,
Remembering
At this time of year
That freedom is paid for,
Not once or twice,
But through repeated sacrifice.
Thus, in respect,
We bow our heads
And thank our God
For those who said,
“My country needs the likes of me,
My strength,
My heart and energy.
And if for my country
All is spent,
Please tell my children
Where I went.
Please tell them
Freedom isn’t cheap,
But a sacred trust
That all must keep.
And
Somewhere in your busy day,
Please
Think of me
And pause to pray.”
Amen.