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.
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.— Lt.-Col. John McCraeRemembrance Day has been special to me since the year that I’ve really understood in my heart and soul what it’s about..WW I & II were terrible, and I’m thankful to all the men and women who sacrificed for the future, for peace — my grandpa being one of them.But this year it’s different: I can’t go to the legion and honour the soldiers with my fellow Canadians. I can’t visit my gramps and hug him. I don’t even feel socially able to talk about Remembrance Day with my Japanese friends, because of the cultural differences… Wow, America (and by association, Canada) and Japan were enemies during the Second World War.So in my home, in my heart, I remember, I will watch some Remembrance Day videos on YouTube, and I will get a little more homesick. Nonetheless, it’s important to me, and someone will understand, and hopefully… can give me a hug T.T