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"We are the dead. Short days ago
We loved, felt dawn and saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved ...."

          By _ Lt. Col. John McCrae (In Flanders Field) 1915
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Let me tell you a story . . . 

Imagine a little boy playing in the sandbox
and driving his sister crazy most of the time
he ran and ran everywhere 
and he had a dream to be a soldier
a Canadian Peace Keeper, like many
the family were proud but frightened also
fathers, would say, he is a peacekeeper so he will be okay
anyone who tells you peacekeepers do not die
is lying because they do, they do ...
this boy came home in a box
like so many he fought in a battle far, far from home
I visit those graves often 
passing the rows and rows of white stone military markers
my great grandpa fought in WWI
I have a photograph of him in uniform
my grandpa fought in WW2 
he never spoke of what he saw
grandma said he came back a changed man
I think a lot about all the men and women who go to war 
who have given their lives for peace
wish I could go to Flanders Field Cemetery
and see the 12,000 crosses row after row 
oh, is war to be part of this world forever
for, it seems there is always a war somewhere
I read somewhere that
the poppies are dying in Flanders Field

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