/blogentry/124053 eddessaknight's Blog: MEMORIAL: no poppies blow, no crosses stand in ordered row RIP en-us Lottery Post RSS Generator /blogentry/124053#c172836 /blogentry/124053#c172836 Sun, 28 May 2017 01:46:57 GMT sully16 Thanks Eddessa and Maddog, will pass these along.

]]> sully16 /blogentry/124053#c172789 /blogentry/124053#c172789 Sat, 27 May 2017 00:30:07 GMT eddessaknight And in further remembrance of our loyal Allies!

]]> eddessaknight /blogentry/124053#c172788 /blogentry/124053#c172788 Sat, 27 May 2017 00:09:33 GMT MADDOG10 <br />When I come to the end of my journey<br />And I travel my last weary mile,<br />Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned<br />And remember only the smile.<br /><br />Forget unkind words I have spoken;<br />Remember some good I have done.<br />Forget that I ever had heartache<br />And remember I've had loads of fun.<br /><br />Forget that I've stumbled and blundered<br />And sometimes fell by the way.<br />Remember I have fought some hard battles<br />And won, ere the close of the day.<b... [ More ]

]]> MADDOG10 /blogentry/124053 /blogentry/124053 Fri, 26 May 2017 23:24:04 GMT eddessaknight For Monday a day not for us the living but for those no longer with us, who sleep with a Peace only the Honored Warrior knows

There are thousands of sailors, marines and airmen who lie unmarked and forgotten in the oceans deep. Here is a poem fitting for them on this Buddy Poppy weekend and the Day of Memorial.

If you are out and about this weekend, take a Buddy Poppy from one of us and remember the hundreds of thousands that didn't get to live out their life.

In reverent Memory of our Honored Dead and Dying

America Salutes You!

Eddessa_Knight with Solemn Light :-(

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In Waters Deep

In ocean wastes no poppies blow,

No crosses stand in ordered row,

Their young hearts sleep beneath the wave

The spirited, the good, the brave,

But stars a constant vigil keep,

For them who lie beneath the deep.

Tis true you cannot kneel in prayer

On certain spot and think. He s there.

But you can to the ocean go

See whitecaps marching row on row;

Know one for him will always ride

In and out with every tide.

And when your span of life is passed,

He ll meet you at the Captain s Mast.

And they who mourn on distant shore

For sailors who ll come home no more,

Can dry their tears and pray for these

Who rest beneath the heaving seas

For stars that shine and winds that blow

And whitecaps marching row on row.

And they can never lonely be

For when they lived they chose the sea

Requim In Pace

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