Hi all,
I have just finished the two minute silence on today Armistice Day to remember all the war dead who fought and died so my country, (the UK), and others could be free.
My father was one ot the British soldiers who helped to liberate the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp. He was twenty five years old and had to help bury the, (mainly), dead Jewish prisoners. It scarred his life.
He told me to wear my poppy with pride and pledge "Never again". So I go to schools now and teach the children what Armistice Day really means to ensure "Never again".
My father and I had disagreements over many things, but never the part he played in the war. Of that I am immensely proud.
My father, along with so many others who fought in the second world war is dead now so I publish this to honour him and all the other brave men and women who fought.
For the Fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.
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.
Laurence Binyon (1869 – 1943).
On this Sombre Day still,
Blessed be,
KK
