Yes, bonfire night has come and gone but the smoke still remains. November is a serious month with major historical importance which many, though undertake every year, sometimes miss the significance of. Throughout history, Britain has had a violent past, participating in many wars and has suffered many tragedies as a result. November 11th is fast approaching and though my blog usually concerns itself with Writing What You Believe, I'd like to take a moment to reflect upon the hardships and bravery of the men and women who are risking their lives, and have given them, in service of our country and its people. In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. 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. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we ...
