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 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 faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders Fields."
- John McCrae
Today is a grey, cold solemn day here in Manitoba.
The perfect kind of sombre day to sit and remember all our fallen soldiers who gave their lives for our country, so we could have the freedom to live a life in relative peace, far from the bombs of countries at war.
It is also known as Poppy Day, Armistice Day or Veterans Day. It is observed on 11 November to recall the end of World War I on that date in 1918.
Major hostilities of World War I were formally ended at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918 with the German signing of the Armistice.
In Bermuda, Canada, Cayman Islands, it is declared as an official holiday.
In Bermuda, which sent the first colonial volunteer unit to the Western Front in 1915, and which had more people per capita in uniform during the Second World War than any other part of the Empire.
In Canada, This Day is declared as an federal holiday
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