NOTES: Well I wanted to write something for Remembrance day...it didn't come as easily as normally...and it sounds a bit abstract and weird...? Any Comments/Suggestions/Words of praise/Rants of criticism are appreciated! =)
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Remembering (2007)
by Plus-One
"The land on which this cemetery stands is the free gift of the Belgian people for the perpetual resting place of the allied armies who fell in the war of 1914 - 1918 and are honoured here."
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Row after row of uniform headstones sit there watching, waiting for the day.
The clear autumn sunlight reflects off the gleaming marble. The trees shed golden leaves through the crisp morning air. The soldiers stare aimlessly up at the clear blue skies.
But it’s still just a graveyard.
The memorial’s seen better days, when the newly carved stone was smooth and unstained, when flowers were placed on each and every mound.
People remembered, and respected; their lives meant something.
Now the cemetery remains empty, occasionally tour groups wander their way through the troops, in vague hope of finding some relative they’ve never met.
“Their names liveth forever.”
Yet each day, they remain there, undisturbed, always remembering.
Never do they question what their sacrifice was for, or if it was in vain, and yet they lie there, forgotten by most; until one day each year.
Thousands gather to remember their deeds, to celebrate the saviour of millions of lives in trade for their own; in the silent sea of red poppies.
It’s more than just a graveyard. It’s a sign of courage, an assurance of freedom, and a beacon of hope.
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"Never was so much, owed by so many, to so few."
