As is tradition on this day, in the United Kingdom, we mark Remembrance day – a time when the nation comes to remember their dead from conflicts past.
On the 11th Hour on the 11th day in 1918, the guns fell silent across Europe – marking the end of the First World War.
Today marks a point where the country remember those who have fallen in conflicts from the first world war – right up to the present day, as well as thinking of those who need help after they have served their country.
Again, I’m going to leave you with the words Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae who wrote this war-time poem in the First World War – In Flanders Fields
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.