Ode of Remembrance
They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
Halvorsen 04/12/2008 20:23
A great picture of this wonderful flower! The colors and macro is excellent! Very well captured!All the best, Vanessa.
Robert L. Roux 29/11/2008 19:01
a greeting from the north country ...robert
Andy Boardman 21/11/2008 22:46
Good strong image and colours, lest we forget indeed!Regards Andy.