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11.11.16

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~

Today marks Rememberance Day in Canada. In honour of this day I wear my knitted poppies,  one over my heart and another on  my journal….

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