Early morning in a Somerset poppy field
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them
Laurence Binyon (1869-1943), For The Fallen (1914)
Wear a poppy, donate to the Royal British Legion or Help for Heroes, just think about those involved in past and present conflicts.
In solitude, where we are least alone.
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