"For Our Freedom - Letter to Grandpa" by Anna Leigh Zirpolo

The battle field may be different, the weapons may have changed but the fight for freedom continues.

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.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them.