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.
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
so beautiful
ReplyDeleteKevin xx
Indeed...may they all rest in peace x
ReplyDeleteA lovely photo of those gorgeous poppies on a lovely sunny day, but the words say it all I think. x
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely, moving picture, Debby! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteSo poignant Debby.
ReplyDeleteHugs
Cathy
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Lovely Debby x
ReplyDeleteThank you Debby.
ReplyDeleteHugs
Margaret M
Respect! Heard this poem a lot of times in Holland because of our good Scottish friends.
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Renata
So beautiful!
ReplyDeleteTfs, Debby - it's so beautiful
ReplyDeleteBless you for posting this, Debby. My father and brothers all served in the armed forces.
ReplyDeletePerfect Debby x
ReplyDeleteA lovely tribute.
ReplyDeleteToni xx