To all the Venteran, and All Services of the Armed Forces globally

[Darrkin]

On this day we Celebreate the Freedom that the Armed forces around the world Serve to protect and uphold
But we also morn the passing of so many around the world in the Fight against opression.
While I can not Serve as you who do I send you my gracious and unconditional thank you for the services
you provide to the down trodden the injured and the war torn areas of the world.

Lest we Forget

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 throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.