Re: Wear Your RED Poppy With Pride
 

Dispite the fact that the wind of the water could cut you in half me and my daughter wore ours and were at the service. I was surprised though how few kids were there.

Re: Wear Your RED Poppy With Pride
 

Re: Wear Your RED Poppy With Pride
 

IN FLANDERS FIELDS.
In Flanders field 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 with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields. ~~By Major John McCrae, May 1915.~~