November 11th - Armistice Day
In the cold of the bleak morning sky,
we see no leaf stirs, nor birds flying by.
As we wake to the crisp Autumn chill,
we see flags at half staff, are hanging still!
It’s a day well suited for a sombre event,
when we, as a Nation remember and lament,
those who, answering Freedom’s clarion call,
fought the aggressor, and gave of their all!
As spectators watching the Parade passing by,
we’ll remember a loved one, with tear filled eye.
Proudly we’ll salute, for those we fondly recall,
who are unable to answer the bugle’s urgent call!
At Eleven, for a minute of silence we’ll pause
to show respect for those who died for a cause.
One that saw many die in the prime of their youth,
who took up arms, in the fight for freedom’s truth!
Some, placing their poppy, on the tomb
of the Unknown Warrior, do so for whom
no grave exists. This sign of deep respect,
reminds us, they too, we must never forget!
November 11th, is a revered, auspicious day,
when we, as a Nation, show respect, and pay
tribute to those who died fighting the foe.
It’s for their sacrifice, our Freedom we owe!
Rhymer. November 11 th, 2016.
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