The Song is "In God We Still Trust" - For North America Too .God Bless You
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.
Just a soldier, but not just!
Alone on this land, he stands
following his calling defiantly,
He has travelled all over, the
Land, sea and the skies.
Always ready to address an issue, never too busy
to bend down and picked up a child,
tend a kind firm hand, to help his fellow man!
He saw people die before him.
The desert sands blew hard in his face,
many storms he braved, persistant, tenaciously
fighting for the cause, so we could be free, for even me!
To all who know him
can surely witness,
he rises to the occasion
to set the captives free,
and still he is a man
just like you and me;
who rescues, teaches
and give of his knowledge
and talents and works hard
cares for and mending the broken body.
Heart, eyes and body has to be everywhere
yet in one place,at any given time.
He lives today as soldiers before him
passing on the legacy of strength.
May God's grace continue to guide and protect
him and those closest to his heart,
give him added strength to rise up
each day refreshed and motivated
to give that day a brand new start.
We truly do not know or can even fanthom
how much dedication and hard work
a soldier gives when he entered the Force.
To know truly their efforts are above and beyond
the call of duty is an understatement;
truly we owe them respect, honor and loving support,
they are just humans, but they are trained
to go where many dare not tread,
While we are living here freely,
They pick up the dead and so we
share a poem, a story, a truth
and give to them this day;
Remembrance Day - Thank You!
© witten by "Marilyn/Nov.6,2012/Qc.,Canada"
The Cross Room
The young soldier was at the end of his rope.
Seeing no way out, he dropped to his knees in prayer.
"Lord, I can't go on," he said.
"I have too heavy a cross to bear."
The Lord replied,
"My son, if you can't bear it's weight,
just place your cross inside this room.
Then open another door and pick any cross you wish."
The soldier was filled with relief.
"Thank you, Lord,"
he sighed, and did as he was told.
As he looked around the room he saw many different crosses;
some so large the tops were not visible.
Then he spotted a tiny cross leaning against a far wall.
"I'd like that one, Lord,"
he whispered. And the Lord replied,
"My son, that's the cross you brought in."
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When life problems seem overwhelming,
it helps to look around and see
what others are having to endure.
Then you may see for yourself that
you are more fortunate than you realized.
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