11th November 2024 In Flanders fields where poppies blow,Amidst the cross-marked rows aglow,Brave souls who fought and now repose,Their legacy, a peace bestows. The silence whispers tales of old,Of valour, courage, hearts so bold,Each name, a story etched in time,Of sacrifice, of life sublime. Armistice morn, a dawn anew,Of hope, and skies of brightest blue,We …
