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Every year, sometimes close to Memorial Day, sometimes close to Veterans Day, I buy the handmade poppies from the vets in front of the supermarket. It always reminds me of the poem, "Flanders Fields."
Since September 11, 2001, I've received many poems, pictures, and thoughts that have been making their way through the Internet. I posted a few of them here. If you have any you'd like to share, I'd be happy to post them, too. -- Liz (LizKalweit@aol.com)
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