On the 11th day, of the 11th month at the 11th hour… We will remember them. 100 years since the great war, and 75 years since the Canada entered WWII and recent tragic events on our home land, it was a very poignant Remembrance Day from Coast to Coast. I need more time to sort out my thoughts and scribbles. Until then, an Ode of Remembrance with some images from the ceremony I attended in my community.
ODE of REMEMBRANCE
They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England’s foam
– Laurence Binyon, 1914