Monthly Archives: November 2013

Thoughts on Armistice Day

“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 among the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We … Continue reading

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