much less stood in Flanders Fields
Never been in the trenches,
or walked through the ruins of my efforts
I've always had warm meals and my bed.
I write this freely,no one governs the thoughts in my head.
I do not understand war
or necessary evils of any kind.
The casualties so grave,
this sort of loss
has not been mine.
There is no way to remember
what I can't even fathom.
But I will never forget
how grateful I am for these truths.
And to those who
afforded them
at such a cost.
I pray the poppies help you sleep.
Love,
gratitude
and peace.
Art: Poppy Fields - Bev Livingstone.
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