Remembrance Day 2016 - Ode of Remembrance

Mitsuha and Ella, in remembrance.

The girls had no red poppies to pin on to commemorate them. Nor were they able to attend, and lay wreaths, at a memorial. Instead, they offered up an eulogy through music.

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.

(Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae, MD, 1872-1918)