“They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.” ~ Robert Laurence Binyon
The “eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month” of 1918.
This date in many allied nations is known as Remembrance Day and Veterans Day. It marks the armistice signed between the Allies of World War I and Germany at Compiègne, France.
This week I visited a cemetery where there are two small areas of Commonwealth war graves.
Walking amongst the graves and reading the inscriptions on the headstones was a moving experience. The young men, the occupants of many of these commonwealth graves, were simply boys, innocents, the neophytes in a war. Boys, whose lives were fated to be temporary, souls on loan to the mothers who bore them and eventually mourned them, young men who were destined to be buried in a country so very far from home.
We will remember them.
© Sue W-nansfarm.net 2017