Quote:
Originally posted by TheWatchman:
We cherish too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led,
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies.--Moina Michael
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I never loved the soldier until there was a war
Or thought about tomorrow 'til my baby hit the floor...
I only talk to God when somebody's about to die
I never cherished Freedom...
Freedom never cries. -- John Ondrasik