At the going down of the sun and in the morning, we will remember them

Armistice Day

Your son and my son

Are walking free today
Because of all those other sons
Who gave their lives away.

Poppies in November

Scarlet petals fall,
Remember then remember
Their answer to the call.

Flanders fields are green now

And long forgotten wars,
Are buried deep and silent,
Beyond the reach of tears.

The senseless song of war now

Has faded with a sigh;
The blacksmith and the farm boy
Who didn’t want to die

But leaves fall in November

Upon a million graves,
And still above the cenotaph
The flag at half-mast waves

And for all the sons of England

At rest around the world
We stand two minutes silent
With down-cast flags unfurled

Oh long may we remember

In the peace we have today
Our sons, and loves, and brothers,
So long now passed away

And hold aloft the poppy

And give it to a child;
And tell him about Flanders,
Where the poppy’s growing wild.
(c) Mary Rose Hayfield 2006

Tomorrow is the eleventh day of the eleventh month and at the eleventh hour across the United Kingdom, the country will pause for an act of rememberance for two minutes to remember those who have died in battles around the world.