Remembering

Remembering

Given the time of year, an act of kindness is often as simple as just remembering and being thankful. Here’s a little poem that we can think about this Remembrance Day …

To flourish near my native bower,
To blossom near my Cot
cultivate a little flower,
They call ‘Forget Me Not’

Though Oceans may betwixt us roar,
And distant be our lot,
Ah! Though we part to meet no more,
Dear Youth forget me not.

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