In Remembrance
In Flanders fields 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.

- John McCrae, 1915

In honour of all the brave men and women who serve our countries in the pursuit of a peaceful coexistence.  We owe you our lasting gratitude.  

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