Memorial Day 2013

This is part of a poem I learned in seventh grade, and which is always with me when I see those graves with the flags planted on them.

"....between the crosses, row on row,

  that mark our place....

  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."

They gave everything...