They shall not grow 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.
Ah...I see. Sorry. I've been unaware of a lot of things as of late. I just read your mood and found a depressing poem, I had thought you lost a loved one or something.
No, I just think it's important to mark today. I didn't write the poem, either. It's said every year at the Remembrance Day services; it's part of Laurence Binyon's poem "For the Fallen".
caitlin_chan
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Edited at 2007-11-11 07:22 pm (UTC)